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!

was not an ordinary

words, it was enough to imply

However…

man snorted coldly, raised his hand, and

suits standing at the four corners

and full of

Philip felt the pressure!

side, including the masked man behind them, were

an existence comparable to the

the masked man, he gave Philip the impression of a

existence like Reed Williams

“Take him down!”

man, who was addressed by Jacob as

eyes reflected

watching the four

taken a turn for the

these guards equivalent to Dragon Warriors, Philip did not have much chance of

situation was on the

However…