The First Heir

At this moment on both sides of the stage, many big bosses from various districts were stepping out from backstage to the front to take their seats.

“Oh, Mr. Wood, long time no see.”

“Haha, Mr. Saunders, you’re here too.”

Several people who knew each other greeted politely.

On the surface, they were courteous like blood brothers. As soon as they sat down, however, their faces became cold. They were each thinking of ways to crush the other party later!

Soon, the main guest arrived.

“Master Cooke is here!” someone shouted in the crowd.

The leaders who were all seated got up and smiled at Ken Cooke who was walking out from backstage.

Ken, dressed in a black suit, looked vigorous with a ruddy complexion.

He was determined to win the top spot tonight.

“Master Ken, please take a seat. I’m afraid you’ll be taking the main seat tonight.”

Someone stepped forward at this moment and flattered.

Ken waved his hand and said, “Hey, the most important thing is to participate.”

to the right toward a chair marked with the number three and smiled at everyone

and said, “As it

Ken sat down.

marked with the numbers two and one, his

he not wish to sit

Of course!

was also a symbol of strength

However, he dared not.

still two characters who had

Master Hart

the smaller areas asked in

people looked around and said, “Should be

“Master Hart is here!”

Speaking of the devil!

another, looking more enthusiastic than before when

“Master Hart!”

“Hello, Master Hart!”

their hands and greeted the middle-aged man

with a stoic demeanor and a fierce gaze beneath his

each looking arrogant. It seemed

Gang was a martial arts expert who used

for a while, Ken also got up, walked forward, and smiled at Gibson while saying, “Master Hart,

Hmph!