The First Heir

Ken put aside his teacup, glanced at all the regional bosses who had different expressions on their faces, and smiled while saying, “I don’t know either. If Master Bowen really comes to participate, let’s just give him a warm welcome. After all, Master Bowen has treated us generously in the past. We can’t be ungrateful.”

What Ken said was very true and no one could find any fault with it. All of them nodded, then smiled. “Ah, yes, Master Ken is right.”

Yana, who sat next to Ken, turned sideways and whispered in his ear, “Master Ken, you got the best of both worlds with this speech.”

Ken merely smiled and said nothing.

However…

Suddenly, an uncanny snort came from the side.

With his arms crossed, Gibson said, “You’re really capable of talking nonsense without batting an eyelash. When Master Bowen was met with that incident back then, I didn’t see you taking the initiative to help him. I even heard that you stabbed him in the back. Otherwise, Master Bowen wouldn’t have collapsed so quickly. And now, you’re saying such shameless words?”

Crackle!

There seemed to be sparks in the air.

The teacup that Ken had just picked up cracked in his hands.

of his mouth

This damned Gibson Hart!

did not

wonder people on the streets refused

mouth and was skilled at picking at scabs to rub salt on

big bosses from other regions also

Ken stabbed a knife in his back,

dared to bring this matter

Hart was obviously not one

into a rage, Wayne stood up in a hurry and said, “Gentlemen, the event is

Finally!

deep breath as their expressions

the ancient theater building began

to leave the venue, leaving only some children of prominent families and local business

interests during this underground chamber of

also at this moment a man in a navy blue suit came from backstage and said to

this, everyone merely glanced at the newcomer but did not

fourth biggest force in the South

chose the chair of the last position and sat down. He

glanced at them, smiled,