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.”

with a hint of

Everyone was astounded!

masked man was not

was enough

However…

snorted coldly, raised his hand, and lightly tapped his index

standing at the four corners of the private room all moved

dark and full of

Philip felt the pressure!

including the masked man

existence comparable to

masked man, he gave Philip

Williams who Philip must

“Take him down!”

by Jacob as

reflected

just stood there, watching the four guards walking toward

a turn for the

to Dragon Warriors, Philip did not have much chance

was on the

However…