“…Men! Retrieve the map for him!” ordered the old man as he gestured for a few subordinates to do so.
Soon enough, they returned with the map, handing it over to Gerald.
“Speaking of which, I’ll also be taking the herbs I gave you tonight,” added Gerald.
“R-right away…!” replied the old master extremely bitterly.
They had only blackmailed three hundred million dollars and the herbs from him… To think that he would retaliate by snatching away everything that the Minshall family owned!
While all the other Minshalls were definitely brimming with anger and resentment as well, none of them dared to say a word, choosing instead to keep their dissatisfaction to themselves.
Once he obtained the herbs as well, Gerald turned around to leave.
However, he had only taken a few steps when a young Minshall apprentice jumped out while shouting, “You b*stard! Who the hell do you think you are?! Rot in hell!”
Following that, he raised his gun, aiming it at the back of Gerald’s!
Instantly pulling the trigger, the sound of a gunshot immediately followed…
However, Gerald remained standing. Everyone stared wide-eyed when they realized that he had caught the bullet between his fingers without even having to turn around!
“…What?”
As the apprentice stared in utter disbelief, he watched as Gerald flicked his wrist slightly… And that was the last thing he would ever see.
The apprentice’s head exploded on the spot, creating a disgusting ‘splotching’ sound as fresh blood flew in all directions!
Now trembling in immense fear, the other petrified Minshalls watched as Gerald simply continued walking forward without saying a word.
As he walked past the masters who still had their hands raised, not daring to move a muscle, Gerald stopped in front of one of them.
Observing the middle-aged master’s palm, Gerald wondered if the master had earlier planned to smash his palm into the side of Gerald’s head.
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