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 He asked

swear 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 the one who stood guard

people?

face paled when he heard what Mr He had

them, so he couldn't possibly inspect every one

"Mr He...I..."

He cursed, then turned and left, leaving a terrified guard quaking in his boots. He had committed

disaster. No one cared about Luo Heng's

He was done for!

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

fact, Liu Chuandao

the other hand, he had been overly confident

He went to see

His eyes were shut. He

be enjoying yourself." Mr He approached Jiang Ning. He scoffed lightly before sitting down next to Jiang Ning. He made himself comfortable and poured himself a cup of

he spoke mildly. "There's nothing in the sect that requires my attention. The Disciplinary Hall, especially, has Mr He to keep everything running smoothly, am I

was bringing up the subject

"Luo Heng's dead."

"Impossible!"

his face though. Mr He was itching to punch him in the face.

you told me, Mr He. And now you're telling me

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