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.

moment, Lydia was sitting next to Philip while eating

was secretly

because the few words she overheard at the

the hotel before, it kept replaying

had a guy touched her ankle

not aware that the ankle was the most ambiguous

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

what she

me formally introduce myself.

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

“Philip Clarke.”

his eyes roving

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 not

was not a fool and naturally noticed that this mischievous girl kept

Why do you

hold back and asked

eyes at him as she said, “Why are you so narcissistic? By the way, do you think… Well, what do you think of

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

because he had

Correct!

That was the reason.

Lydia kept convincing herself.

Huh?

his head innocently and said, “I’m

to be startled. She rolled her

Damn it!