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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1511
The second they saw Carlos kneel, everyone’s eyes instantly widened.

The hell? Wasn’t this the extraordinarily powerful and evil Third-Rank Master, Carlos Xenes? Was he actually kneeling before this young man before even attempting to make a single move? How was this even possible?

Who… Who was this young man…?

As the people in the crowd continued discussing the matter among themselves, Xyrielle herself simply stared at Gerald who was now calmly walking closer to the kneeling old man, his hands still in his pockets.

Xyrielle hadn’t expected any of this to happen. Nobody had.

Whatever the case was, he was now no longer hiding his pressuring and powerful aura, and anyone who sensed it would surely feel their hearts palpitate. Xyrielle, of course, was no exception to that.

As for Ghose, he quickly recovered from the shock of Carlos kneeling before Gerald and—with rapidly twitching eyelids—turned to stare at the approaching youth.

Upon stepping before the old man, Gerald took a hand out before holding onto Carlos’s head as though he was punishing a naughty child.

“Now then… Why didn’t you just wait obediently for me to kill you back then? I’m sure you knew what was coming, right? Despite that, you fled the moment I got slightly distracted by some pleas for help…”

“P-please, Deity! It was wrong for me to have tried to escape! I shouldn’t have run away!” cried out Carlos as tears began rolling down his cheeks.

a proper elder should be, you know? Either way, it’s impossible for a person to truly escape if I

you are, Deity!” said Carlos, his entire body already

Gerald then turned to face the audience before announcing in an indifferent tone, “Regardless, I’m here today representing the Quantocks for the right to gain control! If anyone’s against that, you’re free to come

mention this. You don’t need to challenge me one by one. You can all challenge me at

an innocent smile, everyone below stage instantly found

“What did he say?”

“My god! How ruthless!”

nobody dared to say a

to be an opponent, Ghose found himself growling, “Don’t you think you’re being a bit too arrogant, young lad? Can’t you see that I, Ghose from the Goldenslinger, am

there for a while now. What of

roared the now furious

say, “You shameless brat! There’s no need to hold back, Master Ghose! Just

to claim control… He

Finnegan’s command, Ghose instantly drew his katana before growling, “I’ll show you the true power of the Goldenslinger

down the sharpened blade as

an attack so powerful that it was the best the Goldenslinger could offer… And it was called the

slice through a soul. No soul could survive the third slash, and Ghose knew that for a fact since he had already mastered the

pierced through Gerald’s soul, Ghose was more than certain that the