The Secretly Rich Man novel Chapter 1047

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1047
Sensing the immense murderous intent from the Moldell subordinates—who were already starting to take action—Dylan felt his expression change drastically.

All this time, he had been extremely reluctant to have any forms of contact with secret societies unless he was absolutely forced to. After all, for all he knew, secret societies were usually both unruly and overbearing.

In the end, he did so in order to find out more about the Sun League. Unfortunately, all his worries were now presenting themselves before his very eyes.

He remembered, at that moment, that his father had once told him that the Crawford family would always face the risk of getting exterminated. Was what his father had said finally going to happen today?

Were they going to meet their end being slaughtered by the Moldell family’s people? The thought of it alone made Dylan gulp slightly.

It was at that moment when a loud and rather wild-sounding voice shouted, “I’d like to see for myself who dares to even harm the people of the Crawford family!”

The commanding voice was so loud that any surrounding glass ended up shattering!

As a gale of wind blew across the hall, the Moldell family’s subordinates—who had initially been prepared to slaughter any Crawford they could get their hands on—immediately held on to their heads.

Each of them felt like their heads were about to explode, and within seconds, most of them vomited blood before dying on the spot!

Seeing that, Kort frowned but he didn’t make a move.

Seconds later, a massive group of mysterious-looking people donning black robes swiftly made their way into the large hall, surrounding Kort and his few remaining subordinates.

There were at least a thousand of them, and as Kort looked at them with doubtful eyes, he coldly shouted, “I’ve no idea which force you belong to. However, know that I’ve come here today to settle a bloody debt with the Crawford family. You better not meddle in this!”

“Even if I were to meddle, it’s not like you could stop me. You’re just another trivial person to be dealt with, after all,” said an old man as he strode into the hall.

“I assume that this is my granddaughter, Jessica. Am I correct, Dylan?” said Daryl as he stood before Jessica and gently held onto her hand, his face full of adoration for her.

“She… Yes, she is… Regardless, where have you been all these years, dad?” replied Dylan who was still utterly shocked.

“I’ll tell you all about it once I get rid of these scoundrels!” sneered Daryl as he turned back to look at Kort.

“So it appears that you’re Daryl! The master of the Crawford family who went missing a few decades ago! I see, I see! Well that’s just perfect that you’ve finally decided to show yourself again today! I’ll slaughter you along with the rest of the Crawfords! That way, truly zero of the Crawfords will continue to exist!” replied Kort with a frigid laugh.

“Hah! You plan to slaughter all of us? I’m afraid that even Christopher Moldell wouldn’t talk so arrogantly before me!” said Daryl as he rested both his hands behind his back while smiling coldly.

“…What did you say?”