Billionaire God of War novel (Jiang Ning) novel Chapter 2217

The barbarian didn't say a word as he grabbed the cup of tea and guzzled it. He wasn't savoring the tea at all. In fact, his thirst appeared unquenched after he had emptied the first cup of tea in a single shot. He grabbed the teapot and drank everything.

He kept his other hand busy as well, grabbing pastries and shoving them into his mouth like the barbarian he looked.

Jiang Ning didn't seem put off at all. He didn't seem to mind the stench coming from the barbarian and instead thought that this mysterious and powerful fighter reminded him of Peter Pan.

He behaved like a boy who never grew up and who was quick to anger. Jiang Ning found him extremely fascinating.

He had been prepared to fight to the death. But as soon as they had exchanged their first blows, Jiang Ning had realized, without a doubt, that the barbarian had had no intention to kill him or anyone else.

He had simply been eager to have some

fun.

"Do you have meat?" The barbarian threw a glance at Jiang Ning after he was done with the pastries. "I've not eaten meat for a very long time."

"We do," said Jiang Ning. "We have all sorts of meat."

He immediately summoned someone to send instructions to the kitchen. Chicken, duck, beef, lamb. Steamed, fried and roasted. The chef was to whip up a dish for everything. He told them to bring them some good wine as well.

The barbarian tucked into the sumptuous meal merrily, his fingers shining with grease as he clutched his cup of wine and emptied it.

Fortunately, he was a decent man and did not ask Jiang Ning if there were women available for his enjoyment too.

Having eaten and drunk his fill, the barbarian released a loud burp, then eyed the mess on the table. The food could have fed a dozen men and he had eaten it all, like some ravenous ghost who had just come across food!

The barbarian smacked his lips. One could hardly see his expression through the thick beard on his face. His eyes though, which kept staring at Jiang Ning, told Jiang Ning that the barbarian was a little drunk.

He should be. He had had two or three liters of sorghum liquor, with an alcohol content of 53%!

Even a bull would have been drunk at this point.

"Well, I've eaten and drunk from your stores. I should do something for you," the barbarian said slowly. "I don't like to owe anyone anything."

Jiang Ning smiled and didn't say anything.

He wouldn't mind feeding the man a little more if this counted as a favor.

The barbarian scratched his beard. "Why don't I help you kill someone?"

Jiang Ning's pupils contracted slightly when he heard that.