Billionaire God of War

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He reached out and touched his face, his eyes shimmering as he tried to remember if this were the face of his memories. He tugged lightly at his ears, trying to make sure that he wasn't wearing a mask. It took him a while before he finally concluded that this was indeed his face.

"Do you need to rest?" asked Jiang Ning as he stood by the side.

"It's fine. I've slept for decades. I don't need more sleep." The man waved the suggestion aside before turning towards Jiang Ning and glaring suddenly. "Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Why should I be?" asked Jiang Ning.

"Aren't you afraid that I might go on a killing spree and kill everyone here? They're not going to be able to stop me," snorted the barbarian with a hint of pride in his voice.

His every gesture appeared childish. If not for the traces of age on his face and the white in his hair, Jiang Ning would have thought him an actual kid.

"You're not a cruel man who kills innocents without reason," said Jiang Ning. "The person who cut your hair and shaved your beard is a kid in his twenties who hasn't had the chance to get married and have kids himself. Do you really have the heart to kill him and have him die with regret? The folks who brought you to the bath and gave you a massage, who drank and chatted with you, who served you and tailored your clothes are all ordinary men and women. Do you really have the heart to kill them?"

The barbarian shrugged in annoyance.

at Jiang Ning. "But you're right. I don't kill ordinary people. If I'm going to

had emanated from the barbarian was suddenly

and didn't speak

wary caution that he harbored against the barbarian. This was an incredible powerful fighter after all. Jiang Ning was probably the only

intended to go on a killing spree, Donghai would be transformed into rivers of blood and

shadow the barbarian. Instead, he allowed

But after some time, they realized that the barbarian harbored no ill will towards

be quick to anger and merciless with his words, but he didn't attack them. He clearly knew that he shouldn't attack these harmless, ordinary folks. "What's he doing right

strange look on

"Come on, spill it."

in the courtyard playing

and stared at Huang Yuming. He thought he must have misheard the other

powerful fighter was sprawling on the ground playing marbles with a bunch of

few kids into tears because of how many times he's won the game.

when they cry."

Yuming found himself at a loss for words when it came to the