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.

his cell?" Mr

one was allowed into the prison, Mr He. I'm willing to swear upon my life!" One of his men clenched his jaw and replied. "The only ones allowed inside are

the guard by the collar. He snarled. "Our people? Are you sure they

when he heard what

not. There had been a dozen of them, so he couldn't possibly inspect every one of

"Mr He...I..."

and left, leaving a terrified

Heng's death.

He was done for!

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

Liu Chuandao had probably expected

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

went to see

chair in the courtyard. His eyes were shut. He was resting. He seemed as carefree as an old man enjoying a

approached Jiang Ning. He scoffed lightly before sitting down next to Jiang Ning. He made

was 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, has Mr He to keep everything running smoothly, am

up the subject deliberately. Mr He eyed

"Luo Heng's dead."

"Impossible!"

though. Mr He was itching to punch him in the face. This man was clearly mocking

Mr He. And now you're

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