The First Heir

At this moment, George was full of anger as he sat in the chairman’s office of his newly established group building.

Not long after, the secretary walked in.

“Mr. Thomas, the president of Harper Group from aboard, Mr. Chris, has arrived at our group’s conference room and has been waiting for ten minutes. Do you want to go down and meet him first?” the secretary asked.

George was obviously not in the mood to entertain the president of Harper Group now. He waved his hand and said coldly, “Let him wait!”

The secretary did not know why the chairman was suddenly so angry, but the status and power of this group abroad were not that simple. In particular, President Chris was a member of the 12 Sacred Halls of the West in Country M. His position was indeed not low. It might be a little inappropriate to leave someone like him waiting.

Thus, the female secretary cautiously asked, “Mr. Thomas, how long should he wait? He came here this time with a letter of intent for cooperation. He has been waiting for more than ten minutes and seems a little cranky.”

George merely replied coldly, “If he refuses to wait, tell him to get lost! It’s just Harper Group. I don’t care about it at all!”

With that said, the female secretary had no choice but to exit the chairman’s office.

angrily. Finally, he raised his voice and threatened, “Tell

fury. He turned around

***

Back in Southridge.

Warriors. Although retired, once a Dragon Warrior,

there were still people from the combat squad who dared to touch him. Either they were stupid enough to court their own deaths, or they were not members of the combat squad but were acting

as the people who might have done this to Philip. Finally,

people from the Nonagon?” Reed was grim as he stood with his hands behind his back at

ordered the 12 Apostles behind him, “Immediately pass on my Supreme Order. Inform the other three supremes that Southridge will have our troops lined up in front of the Nonagon. If they don’t want to get involved in this mess,

Supreme!” The 12 Apostles shouted respectfully. Immediately after, these people left

***

in the land of Charbury, somewhere inside a heavily guarded courtyard. An old man in his 503 or 605 was practicing in the sunset while wearing

around the courtyard, guards in green uniforms watched

old man was the most prestigious person in Charbury, Old Master Garth