I'm A Quadrillionaire Chapter 1165

“Are you Fergus?” Someone exclaimed. ‘Fergus? How is it possible?‘ Everyone in the hall looked at the
black–robed man in disbelief. However, after being reminded, they found that the voice did sound
similar to Fergus‘. ‘Could it really be Fergus? ‘But isn‘t Fergus completely crippled, unable to stand up
ever again? ‘Why is he here?‘

Questions appeared in everyone‘s hearts. At this moment, the black–robed man spoke. However, this
voice sent shivers down everyone‘s spine.

“Tch tch tch… I didn‘t expect you all to remember me. I feel so proud.”

After the black–robed man said that, he slowly pulled back his hood, revealing a familiar face.

Who would it be if not Fergus? Everyone was beyond shocked when they saw Fergus. ‘He was already
crippled, but why is he here unharmed? ‘Did Grandmaster save him? However, even Emperor Nimbus
would not have a way to save Fergus back then, let alone the grandmaster.

‘Unless there‘s someone from a much higher civilization outside the Milky Way or there are some very
precious treasures of heaven and earth that can completely cure Fergus.‘ “Fergus, you‘ve been
crippled. How can you still stand? This is impossible! There is no way!” When Beck saw Fergus‘ face,
he questioned loudly. “How is it impossible? The world is far more complicated than you think. There
are things that you ants can‘t understand. Stop struggling, you bottom–tier trash,” Fergus said coldly.

“Ants? Trash? Who do you think you‘re talking to? Fergus, so what if you can stand again? You were
not my opponent before you were crippled, and you won‘t be now. Leave right now if you‘re smart. Go
back to where you belong. If not, don‘t blame me for being merciless,” Beck pointed at Fergus‘ nose
and yelled emotionally.



He thought he could soon be the head of the family‘s younger generation.

Hence, Fergus‘ appearance created a strong sense of crisis in his heart. It would be better if Fergus
had come alone, but he came with Grandmaster Cyrus, so this indicated a huge problem. No matter
how exceptional Beck was, he would never have become the head of the younger generation without
the grandmasters‘ recognition.

At the end of the day, the five grandmasters supported the family. They were the family‘s pillars. Every
decision had to go through them before they were executed.

If Fergus had come with the grandmaster, it meant he might have gotten the grandmaster‘s recognition
beforehand. How could Beck accept this? He had worked hard for so many years, but his efforts were
now going to someone else. “Oh? Beck, I wonder how you‘re going to be merciless,” Fergus mocked.
Back then, Beck was his biggest competitor. Now, Beck was just like an ant to him.

This was the shift in mood that was brought on by the increase of power. “Fergus, since you can stand
again, I should advise you to appreciate the days when you still have your health. Stop trying to court
death. If others can cripple you, I can as well. Are you sure you will be so lucky to stand again when
that happens? You better think clearly,” Beck stared at Fergus.

“You want to cripple me? If you can do so, do it. If you can do it, you‘ll still be the head of the younger
generation.” “Are you for real?”

“Of course! The grandmaster is my witness. If you have the strength to cripple me, you won’t be
punished and will become the younger generation‘s head. By then, you‘ll get all the resources for your
cultivation.”

“Grandmaster?” Beck looked at Cyrus and asked. Cyrus did not say anything. He only nodded, hinting
that Fergus was telling the truth.




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