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?"

clenched his jaw and replied. "The only ones allowed inside

"Our people? Are you sure they were all

paled when he heard what Mr He had

dozen of them, so he couldn't

"Mr He...I..."

leaving a terrified guard quaking

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

He was done for!

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.

Liu Chuandao had

had been overly confident of

went to see

the rattan chair in the courtyard. His eyes were shut.

He scoffed lightly before sitting down next to Jiang Ning. He made himself comfortable and

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

up the subject deliberately. Mr He eyed Jiang

"Luo Heng's dead."

"Impossible!"

his face though. Mr He was itching

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

face. Jiang Ning was milking this for all it was worth.