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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1006

“What’s wrong with you, Kaleb?”

“…H-how…?” muttered Kaleb as he looked at both of his hands, evidently still stupefied.

“Explain yourself, Kaleb. What do you mean, ‘how’?”

“I-I used my inner strength earlier when I was grabbing on to that youth’s wrist… However, my inner strength just

ceased halfway through! How is that even possible?”

Kaleb remained silent for a while, utterly perplexed as he pondered on the odd feeling he had experienced earlier.

“Are you sure you aren’t just looking too much into it?” asked Zolton as he looked at the white-haired man. Since his

father was the one who had invited the mysterious Kaleb over, Zolton respected him quite a lot.

“No… I’m positive that something’s wrong with that young man!” replied Kaleb as he turned to look coldly at the

direction in which Gerald had left seconds earlier.

Gerald himself had already made it to a riverbank not too far off. Once he was sure that he was alone, he held on

tight to the iron plaque before applying his inner strength on it, causing the plaque to shatter!

As the pieces of iron fell to the ground, an ancient-looking short blade revealed itself as well.

“As expected, there truly was something mysterious inside!” said Gerald to himself as he picked it up.

Observing it, the short blade was extremely sharp and a black glow seemed to emanate from it. What more,

several strange, vein-like lines could also be seen engraved all over it. Holding the magic artifact alone made

Gerald feel that the blade was spiritual in nature, and in a way, he felt slightly oddly moved by it. It was as though

the blade was influencing him.

Turning to look around him, Gerald noticed a large stone around three hundred feet away from where he was

standing. With a simple flick of his wrist, he swiftly threw the blade toward that rock!

Making a peculiar whistling sound as it whizzed through the air, debris flew all over the place the moment the short

blade collided with the rock! As bits of broken-off stone flew all over the place, the black short blade itself

immediately whizzed back into Gerald’s hands.

Checking the condition of the blade, Gerald found that there wasn’t even a single scratch on it.

Delighted, Gerald then said, “I’ve truly obtained a great treasure this time!”

Just as he was about to leave, however, Gerald’s ears twitched as he heard rustling sounds coming from all around

him.

It wasn’t long before eight figures revealed themselves as they stepped out of the nearby bushes in unison.

Encircling Gerald, all of them bore equally cold gazes as a bald man stepped out from the group of people and

growled, “Hey, b*stard! Hand over the iron plaque if you don’t want to die! Where is it?”

“As I’ve already repeated several times, I’m not selling it. Why are you still trying to force me to hand it over? After

all, being polite and amiable should be prioritized when doing anything, no?” advised Gerald.

“Cut the cr*p already! Master Snyder’s already confirmed that the item is extraordinary! Can’t you see that just by

owning such a great treasure, you’ll be seen as someone guilty, even if you truly are innocent! The foreigner even

attempted to pay for the plaque earlier, yet you refused! Humph! Tough luck now!” sneered the bald man.

“You’d better not try anything funny. I don’t want to kill any more people during this period of time!” replied Gerald

who knew he was now being placed in a difficult position.

Though it had only been a few days since Gerald returned to living a normal life, his temperament had been healing

at an accelerated rate. After all, he had finally been given the chance to live the plain and worry-free life that he

always yearned for. While he was well aware that all this was only temporary, he cherished the fact that he could

still experience such bliss in the first place.

Sadly, the only response from the eight people were bursts of laughter.

“H-has he gone mad? To think that he actually claimed that he didn’t want to kill people!”

“Man, at my age, I’ve seen several people wetting their pants once they knew they were going to die… This guy’s

on a whole new level! I guess the shock must have been too overwhelming for him to even be able to say such an

insane thing!”

“Well, all eight of us may have accomplished several missions together, but I guess there’s always something new

to experience!”

As the eight people continued laughing till their sides hurt, Gerald took in a deep breath before pleading, “I wasn’t

kidding. Please, I’m being dead serious here. If you leave me be, then all of you will live. Isn’t that ideal?”

“Hahaha! Alright… That’s enough nonsense for one day. Just kill him and retrieve the iron plaque so that we’ll be

able to complete our task!” said the bald man as he gestured for his comrades to attack, his expression turning

hideous within a split second.

Hearing the order, the seven other men’s eyes grew murderous as well as they immediately began walking toward

Gerald. From their eyes alone, Gerald could tell that these people were experienced killers.