Billionaire God of War

"Come on, hurry up! Don't dirty your pants. Hahahaha!"

They laughed out loud and decided not to bother Jiang Ning anymore. They seemed to be used to such antics. They couldn't wait to inflict their daily dose of humiliation on their captives. There would be another opportunity to teach Jiang Ning a lesson.

The disciples carried the wicker baskets away. Jiang Ning emerged from the toilet then, without a trace of the ridiculous look he had had on his face earlier.

Like a streak of lightning, he raced towards the direction that Elder Huang had left in.

It didn't take Jiang Ning long to spot Elder Huang. He dashed ahead, swiveled around then lowered his head and pretended that he was in a hurry as he marched right into Elder Huang.

"Ouch!"

Jiang Ning caught Elder Huang before he fell.

"I'm so sorry! Elder Huang, I didn't see you!" Jiang Ning apologized profusely.

"Rascal!" The elder cursed. "Are you tired of living?"

He was an old man. Even the mere act of walking took effort. He might not have survived knocking into Jiang Ning if he had tripped and fallen.

"Please don't get upset, Elder Huang," said Jiang Ning hastily. "I was in a hurry to deliver something to the chief. L.I'm not going to make it!"

Upon hearing that, Elder Huang huffed in annoyance. He dared not cause Jiang Ning further delay though. After yelling a few words of reprimand at Jiang Ning, he waved his arms in irritation. "Come on, be on your way. You won't get let off that easily if you cause our chief any delay!"

sir! Thank you, Elder Huang!" Jiang Ning said meekly and lowered his

off. Elder Huang snorted before slowly

in his tracks. He uncurled his fingers. Within

This was the poison.

He surveyed the surrounding cautiously and made sure that no one had

The bearded chef asked when he saw Jiang Ning. "Did you

scratched his head and smiled sheepishly. Tve

useless," laughed the chef. "If I weren't in charge of cooking the meals, I'd

smiled. "You can teach me how to cook. I can cook the meals and you can

chef glanced at Jiang Ning

could have. Why would I let you have it? Come on, help me throw out the trash," he

an Outer Court disciple couldn't compare with being a

lowest rungs of

chefs didn't have to

tasks. They enjoyed a more elevated status in the

Ning didn't say anything. He did what he had been told

out once you're done,

said that, the chef left Jiang Ning to his work and began preparing meals for members

start work early. In

the time to keep

started cleaning up diligently and didn't make any move even when he saw everyone else in the kitchen bustling around, busy with their own