The First Heir

In the ancient theater building, all the local leaders had settled down.

The spectators and tourists in the outfield also sat down.

Tonight’s underground chamber of commerce was different from the past. There would be an opening dance show at the beginning and various performances such as boxing match later as an initiative to interact with the public and heighten the atmosphere.

However, everyone knew that the main event was the underground chamber of commerce at the end.

When the underground chamber of commerce commenced, the tourists would not be able to see it as the venue would be closed.

Now, everyone was just watching the opening gambit.

Wayne Kingsley stood on stage and said to everyone, “A warm welcome to all the people from all walks of life and districts who are here in Phoenicia to participate in this underground chamber of commerce. With an attitude of tolerance and openness, this session of the underground chamber of commerce show is also open to the outside world to be enjoyed with the general public. Now, I announce that the show tonight has officially begun!”

Thunderous applause greeted his words!

Wayne bowed to everyone, then walked down to greet the leaders on both sides of the stage one by one.

At the front stage, the performances began. Various dancing, singing, and acrobatic performances were put on. It was very lively.

The audience watched with enthusiasm, waving their arms and shouting.

the whole theater building, the cheers were

the leaders in the seats were not interested in

the highlight of

mad at each other, not backing down in

quickly made arrangements, poured a cup of the best tea for each of them, and said with a smile, “Master Hane, Master Hart, the underground chamber of commerce will start in half an hour. What kind

sip of the tea, put the teacup heavily on the table, and snorted

face twitched as he could not bear it any longer. He slapped the table and shouted, “Gibson Hart,

Bam!

up, glaring at Shawn while shouting, “Old man, if you’re

Do you think I’m afraid of

not tolerate it anymore. He also got up abruptly. With widened eyes, his

to fight, Wayne sweated profusely and quickly persuaded them. “Please calm down. We

aggrieved. Could these

to laugh

scanning the audience with

silent, watching the show and drinking

not afford to provoke

and Gibson to sit down. He said with a bitter smile, “Master Hane, Master Hart, just treat it as if you’re protecting my dignity and let go of your grievances for the time being. The

their purpose for coming here this time. They huffed at each other and

Wayne