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

upon my life!" One of his men clenched his 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

snarled. "Our people? Are you sure they were all from the Disciplinary Hall? Did you check

paled when he

of them, so he

"Mr He...I..."

and left, leaving a terrified guard quaking in

Heng's death. What was at stake now was

He was done for!

his face and his hands folded behind his back. If he could, he would set the prison on fire and burn the whole building down. He didn't head for Liu Chuandao's residence. News of this were going to reach Liu Chuandao soon. He didn't have to report this

Chuandao had probably expected

other hand, he had been overly confident of himself.

went to see

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

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

to do?" Jiang Ning's eyes remained shut as he spoke mildly. "There's nothing in the sect that requires my attention. The Disciplinary Hall, especially, has

was bringing up the subject deliberately. Mr He eyed

"Luo Heng's dead."

"Impossible!"

an insufferable look on his face though. Mr He was itching to punch him in the face. This man was clearly mocking

going to die in your turf. That was what you told me, Mr He. And now you're

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