Billionaire God of War

"I brought every piece of the coffin back. These are our best engineers. They are confident that they can put the coffin back together again."

Peter Pan reached out and touched a piece of the coffin. He shook his head. "It's pointless."

He sighed as his palm brushed against the wooden plank of the coffin.

Coffins like his had been carved from a single thousand-year-old tree. Even if they could find a thousand-year-old tree, craftsmen who could build such a coffin didn't exist anymore. Something that had been broken and put back together would never be as good as something that had never been broken in the first place.

"You can't fix it even if you put it back together again. It's pointless. Forget it."

He pulled his hand back reluctantly. There was nothing he could do about this.

"That scoundrel. He's trying to force me into a corner," scoffed Peter Pan before sighing. "He's as wily as he used to be. What a fox! He's got no scruples at all."

Jiang Ning waved his hand and sent the engineers away.

"What's so special about this coffin?"

The black coffin before him did have an air about it that made it dissimilar to other coffins. You could tell that it had withstood the ravages of time. Yet, it continued to exude an aura of surety. With its lid upon it, the coffin resembled a separate space that was divorced from the rest of the world.

your lifespan if you sleep inside this coffin. A corpse will

Peter Pan. "That scoundrel. How could he bear to destroy the coffin? He's trying to drive me

note to his voice was coupled with a calmness that was absent in

regained most

had little clue as to where those coffins and their occupants had come from. But he knew

had no idea what

know you have many questions. I can't remember much but I'll tell you what I know."

know what Mr Lang's

to save someone,"

Save someone?

case,

that person. He'll kill anyone who stands in his way of saving that one person. It doesn't matter if they're

innocent bystanders. He'll kiel.ne

all

Ning's pupils shrank. What a

the epitome of

he will not go to. You should count yourself blessed if you are the objection of his

finally asked after staring at Peter Pan for some

Peter Pan and Mr Lang didn't belong to the present. The coffin was proof. One could live for a very, very long time if one slept in that