Billionaire God of War

Peter Pan found Huang Yuming and gave him a prescription. He was to collect the herbs written down in the prescription within
the hour.
"An hour might not be enough," said Huang Yuming.
"Not enough?" Peter Pan laughed. "That's alright. They'll just die from sheer exhaustion if you can't get everything within the
hour. Do your best, I suppose."
He left Huang Yuming to his own devices.
Huang Yuming wasn't going to dawdle. He immediately deployed all his men to search the entire Donghai as well as other cities
and towns to collect the necessary herbs as soon as possible. Fortunately, these weren't rare herbs at all. He wouldn't have
been able to get everything ready in time if Peter Pan had asked him for strange and rare herbs like the snow lotus.
Trucks arrived at the Lin family mansion's courtyard, where Peter Pan had built a
huge furnace.
"Get the fire going! Start brewing the herbs!" he bellowed. "Prepare the wooden tubs!"
Huang Yuming did exactly as he was told. He had no idea what Peter Pan was up to but he dared not ask too many questions
now. He was worried that he might put Peter Pan in a foul mood. Meanwhile, the wolves were still doing all they could to tire
themselves out. They were so exhausted that their minds had gone foggy.
On the other side of the courtyard was Peter Pan, with one hand behind his back and the other pointing at Huang Yuming as he
instructed the man on what to do.
"Put them all in. We don't have much time left. Pour this in. Pour everything in. Are you unwilling to part with these herbs?
Less of those! Are you trying to kill them?"
Huang Yuming had lost all capacity for anger at this point. This was just how
Peter Pan was. He was an impatient, foul-tempered man.
Huang Yuming dared not make any blunders. A single mistake might cause the wolves to lose their lives. No one could have
expected such madness from Peter Pan. He was trying to kill them with training. "Should I get Jiang Ning?" Huang Yuming

asked carefully.
"Are you worried that I can't handle this?"
"Not at all."
He decided to keep his mouth shut.
The water in the cauldron began to boil and churn. It started to emit a strange smell. Huang Yuming was on the verge of saying
something before he stopped himself.
"Alright, continue brewing that. We need the essence of those herbs to be released into the water," Peter Pan instructed Huang
Yuming.
His eyes landed on the wolves. They were so exhausted that they could hardly stand. Peter Pan began yelling at them instantly.
"Are you dead yet? Who told you that you could stop? Keep running! Do you want me to get over there and kick you in the ass?
Get up and keep running!"
His fearsome sight terrified the wits out of everyone. They dared not make a single sound.
"Mr Huang, he's going to get someone killed," someone finally said.
The wolves were at the end of their limits. They wouldn't be able to take it any longer if they kept this up. Sheer willpower was
the only thing that kept them going right now The bodies had reached their
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Huang Yuming threw a glance at
Peter Pan. He knew that the old man
wouldn't play with the lives of the
wolves. A man as powerful as he

was didn't have to go to so much trouble to kill them.
"Let's observe the situation for a while longer." He took a deep breath. "Have you contacted the hospital?"
"Yes. The ambulances are waiting outside and the medical personnel on standby. They will rush here as soon as we call for
them. If there's an emergency...' "There won't be." Huang Yuming shook his head. "There won't be one. They're tough men. They
won't get themselves killed that easily. It won't happen."
He sounded extremely sure of himself.
Thud!
It was then that someone collapsed to the ground. His face had turned dark. He had clearly reached his limits.
"Someone, save him!"
Brother Gou struggled to get himself to the fallen man but found his legs as heavy as lead. He couldn't move them at all. He
clenched his jaw and struggled to move his legs. As soon as he took his first step, his legs gave way. He fell to the ground
and passed out.
The others had similarly reached their limits. Unable to stay on their feet, they collapsed.
"It's time." Peter Pan narrowed his eyes. He spotted someone approaching the fallen men and yelled. "Strip them right now and
throw them into the wooden tubs!"