Chapter 1061


    Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1061


    A little whileter, Gerald was about to board the helicopter when he saw Welson slowly limping toward


    him.


    “…Welson?” said Gerald.


    It was evident that something was wrong with the old man. Even from afar, everyone present could see


    how dull and gloomy Welson’s eyes were, and he was also walking somewhat zombie-like. It was odd,


    to say the least.


    While Gerald frowned, he decided not to make a move for now.


    Since Dn was from the same generation as Welson, he called out, “Perfect timing, Welson… Since


    Gerald’s about to head on a long voyage, I’ll call him over to bid you farewell.”


    However, Welson didn’t seem to have heard what Dn said, and he simply continued limping slowly


    toward them.


    “…Welson…?” said Dn.


    “Back off, Dn!” shouted Daryl out of the blue, his gaze appearing extremely vignt.


    “Welson, are you alright? Did something happen?” asked Daryl, still staring at the old man.


    The rest of the Crawfords began peeking at Welson as well, curious as to what was happening.


    Without warning, Welson suddenly began vomiting blood! Following that, blood began gushing out from


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    It wasn’t long before his entire face became a dark-purplish shade and the old man finally copsed to


    the ground.


    Seeing that, both Daryl and Gerald simultaneously shouted, “Welson!”


    Repeatedly shouting Welson’s name as Gerald ran over to the old man, by the time Gerald got there,


    Welson was no longer among the living.


    “…Welson has immense strength so few people in the world are able to defeat him… There’s a threat


    on this ind!” growled Daryl coldly as his eyes turned fierce.


    “…H-huh? Who’s that?” asked Dn who instantly became nervous.


    “With such high vignce, you truly are the same Daryl from back then… It’s been thirty years since we


    last parted ways… Long time no see, Daryl!” shouted an old man—who looked to be in his declining


    days—as he walked over to them.


    Despite how frail he looked, his steps were light and his voice was extraordinarily loud and clear.


    Knowing how unnatural that was for someone his age, the rest of the Crawfords began growing


    nervous as well.


    “Who are you? Are you Welson’s murderer?” asked Gerald, his voice filled with hatred.


    While Gerald had only known Welson for half a year, after how well Welson had treated him for so long,


    Gerald already saw the old man as his own grandfather.


    Gerald had also heard from Daryl that Welson’s family had been servants to the Crawford family for


    many generations now, and each generation of servants was extremely loyal to his family.


    With all that in mind, how couldn’t Gerald be furious about what had just happened?


    “Retreat, Gerald! That person is none other than the Moldell family’s Christopher!” said Daryl as he


    took a step forward, maintaining an extraordinarily calmposure.


    “As expected of your grandson, Daryl… Gerald truly is as talented as Kort said… Quite honestly, I


    didn’t believe it when Kort told me that Gerald had managed to enter the realm of legends. After all,


    who on this would be able to change thews of nature and train up a young great master? With


    doubt in mind, I came over to have a look myself. To think that what Kort had said was all true!” said


    Christopher as he nodded several times.


    “Actually, I take it back a little. From what I can see, you’re only somewhat of a semi-great master…


    Such a pity… If things had gone a bit more smoothly, you would’ve definitely achieved the title of the


    second young great master in the history of legends! Pity, pity, pity…” added Christopher.


    “And why exactly are you pitying him, Christopher? Surely you couldn’t havee all the way here just


    to congratte my grandson, correct? Also, I couldn’t help but notice that you’ve lost your right arm.


    How did that happen, I wonder…” replied Daryl.


    “I’d rather not talk about my missing arm. And no, of course not. I simply came over to take Gerald


    away! Well, I won’t deny that I initially thought of killing him as soon as I got here. If I had gone with


    that, then after taking part in the pledge of the holy water, the Moldell family would remain and be able


    to take control of the dragon veins of the entire world! Haha! However, after seeing Gerald, I just


    couldn’t bring myself to do it! Instead, I’ve now decided to take him away, just to see how he’ll even end


    up bing a great master!” said Christopher.


    “You’re speaking so seriously and confidently, Christopher. I don’t suppose you’ve forgotten our fight


    thirty years ago, have you? Do you not recall how difficult it was for you to stand against me, even with


    both your arms intact back then? While it’s true that both of us arrived at the realm of legends at around


    the same time ten years ago, you now only have your left arm left! It won’t be easy for you to take my


    grandson away from me, you know?” replied Daryl who had already begun channeling his inner


    strength into his hands.


    “As they say, change is the only constant. I’d like to know as well whether I’ll be defeated again this


    time!” said Christopher with a faint smile.