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.”

the right toward a chair marked with the number three

and said, “As it should

Ken sat down.

marked with the numbers two and one, his mind

not wish to

Of course!

was also a symbol of

However, he dared not.

characters who

Master Hart

the

people looked around and said,

“Master Hart is here!”

Speaking of the devil!

got up again one after another, looking more enthusiastic than before when Ken made his

“Master Hart!”

“Hello, Master Hart!”

and greeted the middle-aged man who strode

arts uniform, he appeared before everyone with a stoic demeanor and a fierce gaze beneath his thick eyebrows. His

behind him, each looking arrogant. It seemed

was a martial arts expert

also got up, walked forward, and smiled at Gibson while

Hmph!