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.

anyone visit his cell?" Mr

replied. "The only ones allowed inside are our own people from the Disciplinary Hall. We patrolled the area twice.

He stepped forward and grabbed the guard by the collar. He snarled. "Our people? Are you sure they were all

when he heard what Mr He

a dozen of them, so he

"Mr He...I..."

cursed, then turned and left, leaving a

disaster. No one cared about Luo Heng's death. What was at stake now

He was done for!

on 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

Chuandao had probably

hand, he had been overly confident of himself. That had led to

went to see Jiang Ning

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

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

I supposed 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,

subject deliberately. Mr He

"Luo Heng's dead."

"Impossible!"

his face though. Mr He was

He. And now you're telling me that he's dead?" Jiang Ning shook

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