Invisible Rich (The Invisible Rich Man 2)

Chapters 1320

“Oh? What's wrong? Are you planning to hit me or something? Ha ha! It's so satisfying to see you angry like a wild bear! Come on, hit me! Made my day!" sam sneered as he began to pat Myles on the face mockingly.

A second after he said that, Sam's eyes widened as he found himself flying through the air, a burning sensation now on his right cheek. Just as he was about to shout from Gerald's huge slap, all the wind blew from him the moment his body hit the corner of the wall! As Sam began to vomit blood, several teeth were seen mixing with the red liquid.

As Sam's two bodyguards stood frozen in place, completely dumbfounded, Sam slowly crawled to his knees, glaring at the dagger in his disbelief at the man currently standing beside Myles.

"You ... How dare you hit me ... ?!" sam growled when he saw Gerald take his bag.

Cleaning the bag dust, Gerald then replied, “What? You're the one who asked to be hit, right? Are you satisfied now, you blabbermouth? ”

“You... You…! You are seeking death! Kill her!" sam shouted furiously at his two subordinates as his entire body trembled, too sick to even fall off the ground.

“No, wait! Don't do that!” myles shouted frantically, knowing full well that every bodyguard in King Valley was highly trained.

What happened next, however, caused Myles' eyes to widen in shock.

Even before the guards could make a move, Gerald quickly approached them! In one kick, the two of them ended up flying quite a distance!

Realizing that the two of them could not even wake up after receiving the attack, the frightened Sam immediately cursed, “Ff*ck!”

Not wanting to stay there any longer, Sam immediately began trying to stand up to escape the scene. To his great dismay, he quickly felt Gerald's foot stomping on his head!

“Oh? Do you think you'll be able to just walk away? ” ask Gerald coldly.

“K-You better not mess with me…! It's the Valley of the Kings, you know? Treading the head of the most powerful person here... You have a death wish or something..?!”

“To be honest, I really assumed that those from the Valley of the Kings were amazing people before I came here. I'm even sure that the ruler of your valley is a prominent person. Unfortunately, everyone from the valley I met—except Myles— was really disappointing. With that in mind, why should I show the slightest respect to a useless servant like you? Also, who gave you permission to touch my things? Kind of brave for a useless person, don't you think?” gerald replied as he slowly began to put more pressure on Sam's neck.

“...T-please, have mercy…! Please, let's talk about this...!” sam Pinta.

“I'm glad you finally realized where you stand. Well, while I'm fine with letting you go, first you have to do something for me. Remember how you stepped on and dirtyed my bag? Clean!” gerald orders while throwing the bag in front of Sam.

“B-soon!” sam replied as he quickly started wiping the dirt from the bag with his hands.

However, almost a second later, Gerald landed a kick on his face!

“A-what's my fault…?! I did what you told me...!” whining Sam.

"Oh really? I don't remember telling you to clean it with your hands. Use your tongue to lick it clean like a mutt!” furious Gerald.

Seeing how ferocious and cruel Gerald's gaze was, Sam could only instinctively tremble in fear.

Taking a deep breath, Sam then thought, '...You may have the last laugh today, but I will definitely take revenge someday...! Just wait!'

Regardless, Sam then stuck out his tongue and started licking his bag clean, knowing full well that this was the only way he would avoid more trouble.

Not really expecting Sam to actually obey his orders, the disgusted Gerald then kicked the injured steward out of the courtyard while shouting, "Now defeat!"

As Sam rushed away, Myles—who had been standing there all this time— could only continue staring at Gerald with wide eyes, completely dumbfounded by what he had just witnessed.