The First Heir

Ronnie stood at the door of the inner hall, looked at Holt’s resentful back view, and clenched his fist before slowly releasing it.

“Do you want revenge?”

Suddenly, there was a voice from behind him.

Ronnie turned around and saw Philip, who had entered earlier, standing behind him. He was leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette.

“Young Master Clarke,” Ronnie quickly turned around and shouted respectfully.

Philip waved his hand and said, “Don’t call me Young Master Clarke. Just call me Philip.”

Ronnie was stunned for a moment. He did not expect Philip to be so approachable, but he still smiled and said, “I’ll call you Brother Philip then.”

Philip glanced at Ronnie, not caring about such titles, and said, “It works.”

take revenge, but I want Holt to turn

you think he treats you bad enough?

and a member of the Duane family. The waters in the Duane family run deep.

smoking the cigarette in his hand and nodded before saying, “I won’t interfere with your private affairs, but after half a month, you’d better be ready. Whether you can reinvent yourself

bowed to Philip and said, “Thank you, Brother Philip. I will

“It’s not a matter of hard work.

to the inner hall, and said, “Go back and recuperate from your injuries. I’ll see you in half a

responded, stood up straight, and looked

the only idol in his

Young Master, we

old butler waited quietly

left

some national martial arts families, members of the National Martial Arts Association, and the World Martial Arts Association, sat in the guest seats, which were in a separate

course, this inner hall was connected in all

in the most central area, separated by a wooden partition carved with dragons and phoenixes. There were two big tables each at the four corners of the inner hall, already full