Chapter 1861

Gerald Crawford: The Secretly or invisible Rich Man Chapter 1861 Regardless, Leandro then ordered his men to slit Mr. Bates’s neck. With how fresh the corpse was, blood immediately began flowing out…

As it turned out, they were unwilling to let Mr. Bates rest in peace even after mercilessly killing him…

How absolutely inhumane…

Even so, this perfectly explained why Mr. Bates had been so reluctant to help Leandro and his subordinates. With that in mind, it made sense why the old man had chosen to die rather than compromise with such a person.

Though Leandro thought he was smart by obtaining Mr. Bates’s blood to activate the Stonehenge lookalike, he quickly found out that it wasn’t as easy as he imagined.

After all, even after he ordered his subordinates to pour Mr. Bates’s blood onto the stone pillar, nothing happened.

“D*mn it!” scowled the angry Leandro as his fury raised even further.

Unable to contain his anger, he retrieved a knife before slowly walking over to Mr. Bates’s corpse… and to relieve his wrath, he began slicing the corpse up! How unbearably cruel!

Even the other Soul Hunters could only quiver in fear as they watched their leader commit those heinous acts. None of them even dared to make a sound for fear that he would vent his anger out on them next.

Once he calmed down a little, Leandro glared at his subordinates before ordering, “Set up camp here!

We’re waiting for them to return!”

Since he wasn’t going to be able to enter that place, all he could do was wait for Gerald and his party to return…

Whatever the case was, the other Soul Hunters immediately got to work, not daring to waste any time for fear that Leandro’s anger would spark again. Fear was apparently a great motivator since the men were able to set up a temporary encampment around the Stonehenge lookalike in no time at all…

Leandro’s plan was to ambush Gerald and his party the second they returned. What a truly wicked plot…

Meanwhile, Gerald and Rey themselves were quietly exploring the Phangrottom Clan’s territory, careful with each step so that they wouldn’t accidentally trigger another death trap.

Naturally, they had no way of knowing that Mr. Bates was now dead. Still, once Gerald eventually found out that not only had Mr. Bates been killed, but his body had been desecrated so vilely as well, he would surely fly into a rage. Leandro and his subordinates were definitely going to have hell to pay once he finally returned…

They still did not know what had happened out there, and they were also unaware of the result in which Mr. Bates’s corpse was being dismembered just to protect them.

If Gerald learned about that, he would definitely be deeply furious. He would certainly not let Leandro and his subordinates off. He would also gain justice for Mr. Bates, making Leandro and his subordinates pay a heavy and horrible price.

But those things would only happen after Gerald gained the Phangrottom Talisman.

Gerald brought Rey along and walked into the territory of the Phangrottom Clan.

Regardless, as the duo made their way to the center most part of the territory, they instantly became vigilant when the torches around them started lighting up!

Following that, a deep and spine-chilling voice called out, “Who goes there?”

Forget Rey, even Gerald couldn’t help feeling afraid when he heard that voice!

Being a scaredy-cat, the pale-faced Rey was already hyperventilating as Gerald replied, “I’m a cultivator! I go by Gerald Crawford!”

Seconds after he shouted that, both Gerald and Rey’s immense fear finally died down.

Now that he could breathe properly again, the still fearful Rey couldn’t help but look at Gerald as he exclaimed, “W-what the hell was all that about, Mr. Crawford…?!”

“Can it!” snapped Gerald.