Making Millions With The Eyes Of God by Eric Gus

Chapter 547

Cedric and his group lay sprawled on the ground, their mouths bloody, suffering unbearable pain, yet unable to stand up.

For them, this was akin to tasting the torments of hell.

Gilmore, along with Emma, Christine, Yolanda, and Daphine, stepped out of the attic.

Approaching Cedric, Gilmore asked, “What’s it going to be? Still in the mood for a fight?”

Cedric, in agony, lifted his head. His eyes, bloodshot, glimmered with hatred.

Blood oozed from his mouth, and he looked as though he wanted to kill Gilmore.

“You dare hurt me? Just wait until our father returns. He’ll definitely kill you!

Cedric’s threat to bring his father and the four major sect masters into the picture stemmed from his knowledge of their

power.

Even in the Dragonspire Mountains, the four major sects were among the strongest.

Cedric believed that even if Gilmore was strong, he would think twice before taking on the collective might of these four major sects.

To mess with him and the other young masters meant contemplating the terrifying reprisal that would come from these -powerful sects.

However, Cedric’s threat didn’t instill fear in Gilmore; instead, it made him laugh–a genuine, heartfelt laugh that made Cedric feel like a fool and seemed utterly ridiculous to Gilmore.

Annoyed, Cedric snapped, “What are you laughing at? Do you really think you alone can withstand a united assault from the four major sect masters?”

In response, Gilmore delivered a resounding and crisp slap to Cedric’s face.

Smack!

Cedric’s already swollen face, which resembled a steamed bun, now sported a bright red handprint.

The pain was so intense it was as if he was oscillating between life and death.

This time, Cedric learned his lesson and dared not act arrogantly or haughtily anymore.

Given the fear of another resounding slap from Gilmore, Cedric no longer dared to speak, enduring the pain.

The other three young masters were equally silent, like frightened cicadas.

Gilmore spoke up, “Not talking anymore? If you’re silent, then I’ll

poison my coffee. If I hadn’t had the

flickered in the eyes of Cedric and the

hadn’t expected Gilmore to actually have the antidote to the ‘Slumber Drink‘

companions were

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why Gilmore had hastily drunk all their coffee

actions were to protect them, which warmed their hearts

they didn’t know was that Gilmore didn’t really have any antidote to the ‘Slumber

had foreseen Cedric’s

suspicion, he pretended

continued, “Cedric, now I have just one question for

masters, instilling a

“What… what do

you to surrender to me now and swear your loyalty, Gilinore stated,

eyes of Cedric and his group widened in

couldn’t fathom that Gilmore was actually demanding their surrender

them work

them as a

they were reluctant to become Gilmore’s

if they refused, Gilmore might kill them without mercy right then

exchanged glances, each one’s

you don’t agree? Then I won’t force you,” Gilmore said, a curve forming on his

raised his right hand, and the air around them seemed to tremble. A fierce, flame–like energy appeared in his

and the others felt an

that a single strike

clear distinction between friends and enemies. I repay kindness with kindness, and hostility with

me, so naturally, I won’t be

slowly raised his hand, as if about to unleash the swirling

of their wits, the four young masters immediately cried out, “Mr. Reed, please

“We surrender!”

We surrender!”

were followed by Gilmore promptly withdrawing the swirling anima

of anima,

masters.