The First Heir

That night, all three generations of Jensen family members arrived in Doverton.

The temperature in Doverton tonight was exceptionally cold.

The entire city was basked in a stern chill!

Tundra Villa, Doverton. After the death of Old Master Jensen, his body was transported here. With just a memorial shrine, everything was very simple!

The Jensen family members poured in from Uppercreek and the capital city, all dressed in plain clothes.

To avoid unnecessary trouble and speculation from the outside world, all members of the Jensen family were given secret orders—no one was allowed to dress for mourning!

One after another, ordinary cars stopped at the entrance of the villa.

The current head of the Jensen family, Crawford Jensen, was the first to arrive at Tundra Villa along with his three sons and two grandsons.

After entering the manor and verifying his identity, Crawford, with a face full of seriousness, hurriedly led his family to the main hall of the manor to pay homage to the old master.

He needed to be here. As the eldest son, he had to receive the guests who were on their way here.

death was also notified to some of his close friends and

in front of the memorial shrine with his arms

hall,

Seven Aces of the national martial arts world

aren’t you kneeling and paying respects

of the main hall, a rebellious male voice

Jensen family, Crawford’s eldest grandson, had an angry chill on his face. He pointed at Philip who was inside

expect someone to be standing in front of his great-grandfather’s shrine with his hands behind his back

seven or eight people hastily

the patriarch of the Jensen family, Crawford Jensen, laid eyes on Philip, he immediately turned his head to reprimand his eldest

hurriedly stepped

Philip shook

at Philip before walking to the memorial shrine and paying respects to the old master. He then led the rest of the descendants to pay their respects before turning to Philip and saying respectfully, “Young

at the young man hiding behind Crawford. He was only in his 20s,

Young Master Clarke?” Crawford turned around

stepped out and bent down to

nodded, not saying anything else about this trivial matter. “Tonight, your Jensen family calls the shots. Just treat me as a

“Yes, Young Master Clarke.”

into the hall, waiting