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

was secretly

overheard at the door just now had made

hotel before, it kept replaying in this

a guy touched her ankle

that the ankle was the most ambiguous zone for

if a lady’s ankle was touched

not knowing what she was

let me formally introduce myself. My name is

thought for a while and smiled, revealing her two little canines as she stretched

“Philip Clarke.”

lightly, his eyes roving around

this guy was so nerdy. With such a peerless beauty sitting next to him, he did

it because she was not attractive

noticed that this mischievous

Why do you keep looking at

hold back and

him as she said, “Why are you so narcissistic? By the way, do you think…

shy and

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

he had touched

Correct!

That was the reason.

Lydia kept convincing herself.

Huh?

back of his head innocently and said, “I’m sorry but

to be startled.

Damn it!