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.

this moment, Lydia was sitting next to Philip while

secretly observing

words she overheard at the

the scene at the hotel before, it kept replaying in this

before had a guy

not aware that the ankle was the most

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

not knowing what she was

introduce myself.

revealing her two little canines as she stretched out her white jade-like

“Philip Clarke.”

lightly, his eyes

that this guy was so nerdy. With such a peerless beauty sitting next to him, he did not even know how to talk to

it because she was

noticed that

do

could not hold

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,

shy and

hero, but if Philip was really like the person her great-grandfather said, he would be good enough

he had touched her

Correct!

That was the reason.

Lydia kept convincing herself.

Huh?

innocently and said, “I’m sorry

turn to be startled. She rolled her

Damn it!