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

because the few words she overheard at the door just now

before, it

had a guy touched her

he not aware that the ankle was the most ambiguous

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

knowing what she was thinking

me formally introduce myself. My

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

“Philip Clarke.”

eyes roving

so nerdy. With such a peerless beauty

she was

naturally noticed that this mischievous girl kept

Why do you keep

hold back and asked

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

was shy and said

it. Even if she dreamed of getting a hero, but if Philip was really like the person her great-grandfather said, he

he had touched her

Correct!

That was the reason.

Lydia kept convincing herself.

Huh?

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

startled. She rolled her eyes and snorted.

Damn it!