Billionaire God of War novel (Jiang Ning) novel Chapter 1956

Jiang Ning looked at the simple and elegant furnishing of the study. It didn't look like the study of a martial artist that was usually filled with manuals and other books related to martial arts, but actually had a bit more poetry and literature.

"You've done a decent job this time round."

Fang Qiu shook his head helplessly. "Master, you don't have to console me."

He knew that he hadn't done a good job and Jiang Ning was just trying to console him.

He knew what Jiang Ning expected of him after taking over the Fang clan, but he hadn't completed that mission.

He had worked very hard, but he still wasn't there yet.

"I'm not consoling you. Look at me. Do I look like the type who consoles others?" Jiang Ning laughed. "If I say you've done a good job, then it's a good job. If it was a bad job, then I'd say so.”

"I haven't been able to get the cemetery caretaker to reveal who he is," said Fang Qiu. "I'm still thinking of how to ask him.”

It was clear that the identity of the cemetery caretaker was very important. It would be a turning point for them.

But till now, nobody knew exactly who this cemetery caretaker was.

Fang Qiu was getting a little anxious.

Jiang Ning walked to the bookshelves and flipped through a few books randomly. He laughed and said, "When it's time, we won't have to ask and he'll tell us himself.”

"When will that be?" asked Fang Qiu.

"When he feels it's time to tell us." Jiang Ning glanced at Fang Qiu.

Fang Qiu was a lot more mature than he used to be, so he was no longer that hot headed youth who didn't care about anything else.

But it was still a long to go before he became truly mature.

Fang Qiu wasn't just a disciple to Jiang Ning, but also the son of his Master, so he had the responsibility and obligation to groom him and help him to grow.

"Don't be so anxious and consider all things calmly, then you will be able to make the right decision,” said Jiang Ning.

"It's the same for everything.”

"I can tell that you're getting anxious.

Meanwhile.

Back at the Salo castle.

Reagan only felt alive after he returned to his own home.

That feeling of going through hell and coming back out again was really difficult to describe in a few words.

"Mr Hei." Reagan was sitting on the chair reserved for the clan leader, but he didn't look sharp nor arrogant. Instead, he looked rather humble. "What do you need me to do next?"

He was smiling, but his expression was stiff and unnatural.

He looked at Mr Hei seated before him while wearing a mask. He knew that beneath the mask was definitely an extremely cruel looking face!

"A friend is here," said Mr Hei calmly. "We might have to check with him on what to

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