The First Heir

“What did you say?”

Philip’s eyes blazed with cold intent as he stared at the masked man.

The masked man stood with his arms behind his back, his posture upright and steady as a mountain. The pressure he exuded made everyone breathless. He said calmly, “The lord has given an order for you to wait for him outside.”

Philip’s brows quickly furrowed as his face darkened.

He flicked a glance at the old man in the private room sitting nonchalantly in the guest of honor’s seat.

The corner of his mouth curled with a sneer as he said to the masked man, “Oh, what if I refuse?”

With that, the temperature in the room dropped by more than ten degrees instantly!

Everyone stared at Philip and the masked man in shock.

The atmosphere was very tense, like an inflated balloon that might burst at any second!

Jacob was also a little anxious. He knew very well the strength and influence of the other party.

If Philip went head-to-head with them now, no good would come out of it!

“Mr. Simmons, Young Master Clarke is my guest and my friend. If there are any issues, I hope you can forget them on my account.”

said with a hint

Everyone was astounded!

masked man was not

was enough to imply that the other

However…

raised his hand, and lightly tapped his index and

suits standing at the

and

Philip felt the pressure!

masked man

were an existence comparable

Philip

Williams who

“Take him down!”

masked man, who was addressed by Jacob as Mr. Simmons, shouted

reflected

stood there, watching the

had taken a turn for the worse and

Warriors, Philip did not

on the verge of

However…