Becoming the Richest Man Alive

If Casper were at the scene, he would recognize that the man was a member of the Stalling family who sneaked into the Antique Fair the other night.

“Useless trash! How can you fail to do such a simple thing? Not only did you fail, you even managed to make things worse! The Stalling family’s businesses in Horington have all suffered great losses. It is not just Horington; our businesses in areas around Horington have all been affected.”

“That b*tch is really cunning. She colluded with the Lane family, which is one of the four greatest aristocratic families in Horington. I especially planned for the Hunter family and the Yaeger family, who both have grudges against the Lanes, to conspire against the Lanes. It was a flawless plan, but one of her friends saw through it. I was prepared to stay silent and deny everything, but it was useless.”

The young man was infuriated. The friend of Victoria’s that he was talking about was naturally Casper.

The elegant woman sneered, “Never mind. You are still too young and naive, so you don’t have many skills in scheming and dealing with others. If that b*tch wants to stay there, just let her be. You are no longer in charge of this. I’ll send your brother to deal with it.”

The young man looked as if he was unwilling to give up. However, when he heard that his brother was taking over the task, he immediately looked terrified. It was obvious that he was afraid of his brother.

“I-Isn’t he busy dealing with the imported medicine business abroad? When did he come back?” As the young man spoke, he glanced around nervously. It was as if he was worried that his brother would suddenly appear and skin him alive.

“Your brother has finished dealing with them. Those idiotic Ibicans are just greedy for money. He easily settled the problem after offering them some extra revenue. Right now, the export and import of medicines are no longer a problem.”

The woman’s eyes suddenly lit up. “Among you and your brothers, I only trust your eldest brother to settle things. He completes every task swiftly and efficiently. Once he takes action, that b*tch will definitely suffer no matter how many powerful connections she has!”

Meanwhile, at a private residence in Yaleview, an elder man dressed in workout attire was practicing combat arts under a tree. His movements flowed so gracefully that he didn’t seem like he was practicing combat arts. Instead, he looked as if he was painting.

The man practiced for about ten minutes before he stopped and took a break. Even though he didn’t have a single strand of gray hair, he was already seventy years old. The power and sharpness in his gaze were on par with young men.

“Father, it looks like you have gotten even better at combat arts! Congratulations!”

A bulky, bearded man who had been standing at the side waited for the man to finish practicing combat arts before he walked up to him and greeted him.

“What do you know about combat arts? How do you know whether I’ve gotten better?” The man looked at the bearded man in disdain and scolded, “I’m already at the advanced level, and it’s almost impossible for me to get any better. I don’t even feel like I had a breakthrough. Why do you say that I’ve improved?”

you’ve become much more steady and agile

stronger? I still have to depend on you youngsters! I’m already seventy years old! How much longer can I live? At most, I’ll be able to live another fifty years. What level can you achieve in

to a hundred twenty years old. However, although he was seventy, his strength and energy were

recently?” the elder

Horington with Terrence.” The bearded man

hint of affection in

a lecturer in a

and he sighed. “Back then, I was too stubborn.

coldly, “It was a family decision. Belinda was too rebellious. As the head of

have changed, and so have people. Even combat arts is

“Besides that, all you

bearded man immediately straightened up. “The Yach family got famous for combat arts, and we protect our family with our fists. I

combat arts, he smiled and responded, “You are willing to train, but you don’t have wisdom. Combat arts rely on adaptation. You can’t be good at combat arts just by focusing

the ground beneath his feet sunk and created two holes. Then, he kept his hands at his waist as he gathered all his strength.

oldest tree I have. Back then, my father, your grandpa, trained under this tree since he was young. Were you really thinking about punching the tree until

swelling with rage. Why is my son

training, I doubt you could understand even if I explain it. We practice combat arts to fight

bearded man, “I’ll ask you a question. Can you defend yourself from my attack?” As soon as

defend himself. However, when faced with the elder’s attack, his arms, which were

I have been practicing for seventy years! Do you really think that you could withstand it? I have

the blood on the corner of his lips and said, “It’s because you are my father. I can’t have more

his hands were trembling. “You brat! What are you talking about?” He patted his chest

that, he sighed and said, “Back then, your sister would comfort me whenever I got mad because

sigh and strode away.

to Horington for the day after tomorrow,

his brows. “If the elders of the family find out about this, I’m

your mouth shut. Just tell them that I went on a trip. Besides, with current technology, if anything happens, they can contact me anytime. What are you