The First Heir

There was a strong battle spirit in Philip’s eyes.

This reminded him of the two years he experienced in the brigade.

The few lives that were lost were because of Fusha and some unknown power behind them!

Hatred!

Intense hatred!

At this moment, Lydia overheard Philip mumbling to himself. His eyes were blazing with radiance, and his body was radiating with power!

However, she could not help but feel that he was bragging.

This year, Fusha’s martial arts forces were well prepared.

In the national martial arts circle, several national martial arts families and national martial arts associations were all unable to do anything.

With just one word from him, could he suppress Fusha’s power and influence?

Soon after entering the venue, Jacob settled Philip down before he rushed over to speak to several national martial arts families.

Philip could not intervene in such matters. After all, he knew very little about them.

Jacob had told Lydia to accompany Philip.

In the main hall, Philip sat in the corner, carefully observing the martial artists from different countries.

Most of them were martial arts practitioners from Fusha who were constantly interacting with others, most likely as a means to establish a rapport.

was sitting

was secretly observing

few words she overheard at the

it kept

before had a guy

that the ankle was the most ambiguous zone for

ancient texts, if a lady’s ankle was touched by a man, she

blushed, not knowing what

formally introduce myself. My

for a while and smiled, revealing her two little canines as she stretched out her white jade-like hand to

“Philip Clarke.”

lightly, his eyes roving around

nerdy. With such a peerless beauty sitting next to him, he did

because she was

fool and naturally noticed

Why do you

hold back and

her canines shining under the lights. She rolled her eyes at him as she said, “Why are you so narcissistic? By the way, do you think… Well, what do you think

was shy and said

she dreamed of getting a hero, but if Philip was really like the person her great-grandfather said, he would be good enough to be her

he had touched her

Correct!

That was the reason.

Lydia kept convincing herself.

Huh?

scratched the back of his head innocently and said, “I’m

to be startled. She rolled her eyes and snorted.

Damn it!