The First Heir

It was them!

Philip’s eyes were burning as he stared closely at the group of people who entered the inner hall.

The old man was in the lead, leaning on the gilded walking cane. He greeted Jacob and they chatted quietly.

It was pretty obvious that Jacob respected the old man who was about his age.

Jacob Jensen was one of the champions of the national martial arts, the director of the National Martial Arts Association, the director of the World Martial Arts Association, and held many other honors. To be respected by someone like him, that person must have a great background!

Everyone in the inner hall stood up at this moment.

They had no choice.

Even Jacob and people of that level had all stood up to welcome them, so they could not remain sitting.

Here, Philip stared at the group of people with cold eyes and furrowed brows.

Perhaps it was his sixth sense, but the man with the mask next to the old man suddenly turned his head. His gaze directly met Philip’s.

In that instant, Philip felt unprecedented pressure!

This person’s eyes were extremely piercing!

Philip believed that he had only seen this look on Reed Williams!

They were the same kind of people!

However, Philip was no ordinary character either. Instantly, his aura magnified. An invincible and majestic intensity suddenly radiated from his body!

Fierce and domineering!

family, the world’s largest family,

air of a true monarch, all the shocked guests at

sudden burst of

and stared at Philip

the matter with this

did he suddenly become

invisible magnitude seemed to

and the others felt it most acutely. They shook all

Too strong!

Too terrifying!

Was he still human?

at Philip who was sitting next to her

the first time she felt such a raging aura that seemed to belong to the devil. It was several times stronger than even

exactly was Philip

Philip, what’s wrong with

Philip’s sleeve. She

his aura, and stared at the half-masked man

must have seen this person somewhere

had an impression

not

have been many

the scene of his mother’s

of his mother’s accident was very tragic.

the time and was crying, but in the crowd, he had clearly seen a gaze. That gaze

seal on that memory had not

of the masked man overlapped with the eyes he saw at the scene