Billionaire God of War

Mr He froze in shock. He ordered his men to unlock the cell immediately and charged in once they pulled the gate open.

"He's dead!"

Alarm flashed across the men's eyes. A dark look descended upon their faces.

The cell had been heavily guarded. But Luo Heng had ended up dead. How had he died?

No one had entered this cell!

Mr He stewed in silent rage.

He felt a stinging sensation on his cheeks. It was as if someone had just given him a tight slap across his face.

The perpetrator of that imaginary slap was Jiang Ning.

The young man had sought him out and reminded him to keep Luo Heng alive. He hadn't taken Jiang Ning's words seriously then.

Jiang Ning's warnings had turned to reality. How wonderful.

Mr He didn't care about Luo Heng's death. He had to die sooner or later. What Mr He had found unacceptable was that he had died in his prison.

The perpetrator was openly challenging him and the Disciplinary Hall.

cell?" Mr

jaw and replied. "The only ones allowed inside are our own people from the Disciplinary Hall. We patrolled the area twice. We didn't see anyone. I was the one who stood guard at the

snarled. "Our people? Are you sure they were all from the

guard's face paled when he heard what Mr He had

been a dozen of them, so he

"Mr He...I..."

cursed, then turned and left, leaving a terrified guard

disaster. No one cared about Luo Heng's death.

He was done for!

with a thunderous look on his face and his hands folded behind his back. If he could, he would set the prison on fire

fact, Liu Chuandao had probably

the other hand, he had been overly confident of himself. That had

to

in the rattan chair in the courtyard. His eyes were shut. He was resting. He seemed as carefree as an

enjoying yourself." Mr He approached Jiang Ning. He scoffed lightly before sitting down next to Jiang Ning. He made

shut as he spoke mildly. "There's nothing in the sect that requires my attention. The Disciplinary Hall, especially, has Mr He

bringing up the subject deliberately. Mr He eyed Jiang

"Luo Heng's dead."

"Impossible!"

though. Mr He

me, Mr He. And now you're telling me that he's dead?" Jiang Ning shook his head profusely. "I

descended upon Mr He's face. Jiang Ning was milking this for all