Billionaire God of War

Both Zhang Heng and Mr He had known each other for many years and knew each other extremely well.

Mr He didn't have to explain himself to Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng knew that very well.

"Haha," Mr He laughed. "What do you think?"

He left Zhang Heng hanging, but Zhang Heng wasn't anxious. The punishment had already been meted out, so there was nothing more that he could say to change that. But it had been rare for Liu Chuandao to get so angry.

Liu Chuandao wasn't exactly a well-tempered man but he rarely displayed outbursts of anger, especially to the elders in the sect and the principals of the courts.

Zhu Qi and his gang had incurred the wrath of the Liu Chuandao this time, and that had been unexpected.

Zhang Heng poured a cup of tea for Mr He and narrowed his eyes.

"Is it because of that young punk?"

A stranger had appeared in Liu Qing's courtyard suddenly without any explanation. Zhang Heng couldn't simply feign ignorance.

That had been the only thing that had changed. It was the only thing that could have caused Liu Chuandao's outburst of anger.

Mr He gave Zhang Heng a thumbs up as soon as he heard that. The gesture was followed swiftly by excessive flattery.

"This is why you're the principal of the Inner Court. What astute observational skills. Nothing escapes you."

Zhang Heng snorted. He relished the flattery even though he knew that the other man was going out of his way to compliment him. It still made him feel good. "You're right. It is because of him."

Mr He's face

that Zhang Heng's interest was piqued. He looked

know who he

Heng shook

bother asking if

think of him?"

and he knew nothing of where he

ordinary." S~ᴇaʀᴄh

had been what he

to do that. There was no question that this young punk

he wasn't bound by decorum when in the

his voice again. "Do you think he's a good

incredulity settled on his face, as if he had

favor and he's going

a deep breath. He

He raised his finger and placed it against

down!" he said hastily. There was a secretive look

are you?" A hint of panic flashed across Zhang Heng's eyes. "Where did you hear that from?

the sect leader tell me something like this?" Mr He rolled his eyes. wasn't suggesting anything. I was simply asking you if you thought that he was a good

that, he leaned back, lifted his teacup to his lips and savored the tea. He blew lightly at the steaming liquid and took the opportunity to observe Zhang Heng. He seemed to be waiting for Zhang Heng

say a word. There was a

torn between faint panic and some degree of