Billionaire God of War novel (Jiang Ning) novel Chapter 2003

Zhu Qi and the rest were decided. They did not hesitate as they came to a decision on the spot.

Zhu Qi wasn't one who acted rashly. He did his homework and paid quite handsomely to get information on Sinners from the Disciplinary Hall. He checked the list of Sinners and confirmed that Jiang Ning's name wasn't in it.

This was irrefutable evidence. Jiang Ning wasn't going to talk his way out of this!

Jiang Ning wasn't the only one who was going to suffer the sect leader's wrath when the sect leader found out about this. Liu Qing wasn't going to escape punishment too.

The thought made Zhu Qi feel a lot better.

He remembered how Jiang Ning had defeated him in a single move. He felt as though there was something lodged in his chest and he could do nothing about it. He felt terrible.

He stared at the night and couldn't wait for daylight to arrive. When the sect leader paid a visit to Liu Qing, they would turn up and tell the sect leader the truth!

This was going to be a long night.

Jiang Ning was seated on the ground with his legs folded. He was as still as an unmoving statue. He did not move the entire night.

Liu Qing couldn't be bothered with him. She had made arrangements and found him a place to sleep. Jiang Ning was the one who didn't head for his accommodation. Was he worried that someone might break into his room in the middle of the night?

What was he thinking?

Dawn arrived.

Liu Qing woke up early that morning. She changed into her training attire and hurried to the training ground.

She didn't want to waste any time.

She saw Jiang Ning in the distance. He had woken up earlier than she had and had instructed the guards to prepare tea and some snacks. Seated in the rattan chair, he looked as if he had made himself at home.

Liu Qing was overcome by sudden annoyance at the sight.

This man certainly made himself at home!

Her lips parted and she appeared on the verge of saying something, but then decided against it after some thought. Sulking, she darted into the training ground and began training furiously as a way of venting her frustration.

"The intent shifts but not the form," Jiang Ning said as he sipped at his tea. "Why strike first when one can strike later?"

"That damn Jiang Ning. That stupid Jiang Ning. What's up with the air of mystery? Can't he speak plainly?"