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

that Zhang Heng's interest was piqued. He looked around, then lowered

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Heng shook his

he bother asking if he

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had been what he

seated when Liu Chuandao had turned up. No one in Qingshan Sect would have dared to do that. There was no question

least, he wasn't bound by decorum when in the presence of

Mr He said seriously. He lowered his voice again. "Do you think he's a good match for Third

incredulity settled on his

and he's going to promise Third Miss' hand in

deep breath. He found that quite

and

he said hastily. There was a secretive

panic flashed across Zhang Heng's eyes. "Where did you hear that from? Did the sect leader tell you?

simply asking you if you thought that he was a good match

saying 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

Heng had pursed his lips. He didn't say a word. There was

was torn between faint panic and