Chapter 1450
Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1450
After Queena headed there, Gerald wasn’t even sure whether Zenny still remained…
It was a few dayster when Gerald finally arrived at Langvern Mountain.
While he had anticipated for the ce to be deste, to his surprise, there was a long queue leading
up to the mountain! With how crowded it was, Gerald was reminded of how the ce had been like in
the past before Master Ghost left.
‘What on earth is happening…? Could Master Ghost have returned…?’ asked Gerald as he walked up
the mountain in his bewilderment.
The more he saw, the more surprised he became. After all, several people seemed to be standing
respectfully all over the ce, and there were even more of them kneeling in the direction of Langvern
Church. With how devout each of them looked, they looked simr to loyal followers who had
undergone a millennia of baptism.
Feeling slightly amused, Gerald simply shook his head slightly with a wry smile on his face.
Before he was able to proceed any further, someone suddenly shouted, “You there! Stop where you
are!”
Turning around to see who had called out to him, Gerald was immediately greeted by the sight of an
angry-looking woman—in her twenties—who had her hair tied in a ponytail.
Looking at the woman—who had both her hands against her waist—Gerald then smiled subtly before
asking, “Do I know you, miss?”
“Let me do the questioning first! Why were you smiling while looking at my kneeling grandpa? Was that
mockery I sensed?” asked the woman as she frowned.
Truth be told, she had already noticed Gerald for a while. After all, while the others had been
respectfully lining up at the base of the mountain—either standing or kneeling—not only did this guy
just walk straight up, he had done so with an indifferent expression on his face! And now he was
disying a bitter smile!
While she had heard about people who preferred doing things their way instead of following societal
norms, this was her first time meeting such an unconventional person! What more, he had even ced
himself above her grandfather! How couldn’t she be angry?
“I wasn’t mocking your grandfather. I was simply wondering why you were all kneeling here at Langvern
Mountain despite the fact that all of you look prestigious and powerful!” replied Gerald.
“You…! To think you’d still retort so rudely…! You’re definitely asking for it!” growled the wrathful
woman, thinking that Gerald was mocking them again.
‘Who the hell do you even think you are? Since you’re so undaunted, I’ll teach you a lesson you’ll never
forget!’ Thought the woman to herself as she swiftly lifted her arm tond a punch on him!
As she did so, her grandfather—and another middle-aged man who had been kneeling beside him—
both looked up.
The old man knew his granddaughter’s strength well. Both fast, and powerful, the woman’s strength
alone wasparable to the strength of ten young men! With that in mind, her grandfather could only
smile subtly as he thought, ‘This undaunted young man… He’s about to suffer a loss for sure…’
“It was merely a question… Either way, I don’t mind if you refuse to answer… Is there really a need to
start a fight?” said Gerald with a wry smile as he shook his head after seeing her punching right at
him. Instead of counter attacking or dodging, he simply turned around slowly before continuing to walk
off. Such things were dull to him by this point.
Regardless, the second the extraordinarily strong girl’s fist came close enough tond, everyone found
themselves instantly stunned when the attack simply brushed past Gerald’s body! Gerald’s movements
were so fluid that it almost seemed as though he was a martial arts director who had rehearsed that
action for countless times! In fact, the maneuver was so skillful that it almost seemed like Gerald had
only avoided the attack by coincidence!
“…W-what…?” muttered the woman, filled with incredulity that her punch could miss.
By that point, everyone who had witnessed the scene—including her grandfather and the middle-aged
man—found their eyes widened in disbelief as their breathing hastened.
“S-sir! Please, stop…!”Content protected by N?v/el(D)rama.Org.