I'm A Quadrillionaire

Chapter 206

Chapter 206

David sat back down on the chair as if nothing happened.
The blood-curdling screams of the Daniels brothers reverberated through the room, along with more than a dozen first-class masters lying on the floor, moaning in pain.
Bill felt shivers run up and down his spine in terror as he looked at Morris and Gunther.
David pulled out his phone, about to report the current situation to the organization when suddenly, he felt a tingle in his mind.
More grandmasters?
David quickly turned to look at the entrance of the private room but there was no one there.
His action had also prompted everyone else in the room to look toward the door as well, but there was nothing to see.
David did not move his eyes away from the door and continued staring at it.
In less than a moment, someone appeared at the entrance of the private room.

It was a man around thirty years old who had a gentlemanly aura.
There was a special charm to this man that attracted everyone’s gazes.
It felt like no matter where this man went, he would always be the object of everyone’s focus.
Bill let out a huge breath of relief when he saw the newcomer and quickly went to greet him. Despite the lack of hostile intent behind David’s gaze, the man still felt especially uncomfortable under David’s overwhelming aura.
“Mr. Zimmerman!” Bill greeted the man at the door.
Clinton nodded in response and walked into the private room.
Behind Clinton were two solemn middle-aged men, both around forty to fifty years old.
Clinton walked between the two men and frowned when he saw the masters who were lying on the ground and the Daniels who were cryig in pain.
Thinking back to Bill’s report, Clinton had a general idea of what had happened.
Still, he was slightly shocked when he saw Old Carl heavily injured.
As the protector the Daniels family had arranged for Morris, Old Carl was still a master in the Tiger Rank, albeit not one of the strongest ones.
It was interesting how Old Carl was heavily injured, while David’s men were completely unscathed.
Clinton could only imagine the terrifying power required to injure a master in the Tiger Rank and come out unharmed.
He was curious whether it was David or the two men beside him who were behind the injuries.
Clinton hoped that it was David, as that was more beneficial to his upcoming ten-year appointment.
Clinton looked at David, who was calm and unfazed, and asked, “So you’re David?”
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