Billionaire God of War

In the halls of the Inner Court, something was happening at the same time.

"Mr Zhang, we weren't..."

"Silence!"

There was a thunderous look on Zhang Heng's face. Fury and bloodthirst colored his eyes and they looked ready to tear into someone.

He glared at Zhu Qi and his gang.

"You're really something, aren't you? You barged into Third Miss's courtyard brazenly and what made things worse is that you did it because you wanted to speak to the sect leader. So, what emergency had you demanding to speak to the sect leader directly instead of talking to me first? Is the Inner Court too small to accommodate your greatness? Do you think me unworthy of your attention? You had the audacity to disregard the rules of our sect and bypass your direct superiors. Am I dead to you?"

Zhang Heng's palm slammed loudly on the table and sent the teacups on the table shaking violently.

Blood had drained completely from the faces of Zhu Qi and his fellow disciples. An icy cold had overtaken them. They couldn't utter a single word.

They wouldn't dare to voice a sound of protest even if Zhang Heng were to kill them out of fury now.

How could they have known that Jiang Ning and the sect leader had known each other all along? How could they have known that the two shared a relationship that seemed more than ordinary? Zhang Heng, the principal of the Inner Court himself, had been giving a verbal lashing by the sect leader.

Who were they in comparison? They were nothing!

"Speak!" Zhang Heng roared. "You certainly had your way with words just now, didn't you? Why aren't you saying anything? Is it because the sect leader isn't here? Must the sect leader be present before you are willing to speak?"

serving a harsh punishment because of this unexpected disaster. What upset him the most was the fact that his very own subordinates had broken the rules

had had no grounds to defend

Heng not be

way they could say anything because there was nothing for

else could

and the sect leader knew that all along and didn't need them to tell him

could argue that

was someone whom the sect leader knew it didn't matter if Jiang Ning harbored any ill intentions towards. the sect. They were only

Alright. Fine. It seems that

time on them. A dozen men marched into the hall as soon as

his fellow disciples were

his fellow disciples

Disciplinary Hall, these

spare Zhu Qi and the rest a

been marked as Sinners. He knew the fate that awaited them. What made things worse was the fact that they had incurred the sect leader's wrath. Not even

Zhang! Mr Zhang! Please spare us! Please spare

all Zhu Qi's fault. We had nothing to

"Mr Zhang! Mercy, please!"

stood rooted to the spot. His shoulders were

Qi and his