The First Heir

Philip felt a headache coming on and decided to ignore 17. There was something wrong with this girl’s way of thinking!

After almost two hours of travel, the armed helicopter carrying Philip and 17 finally stopped on the tarmac of a luxurious mountain resort somewhere in the Glenford hinterland. This was the residence of the Clarke family’s patriarch in Glenford.

The mountain villa occupied the top of the entire mountain peak, which was flattened and reconstructed. However, it was still a structure that was surrounded by mountains and rivers. From a high altitude, the luxurious and vast white mountain villa looked just like a little white crane in a green forest.

Armed personnel in green and black combat uniforms were patrolling the mountain resort at the moment. In the surrounding mountains and forests, many armed combatants with combat equipment lay in ambush.

Within a radius of tens of miles, the sky and the ground were within a defensive strike. Any suspicious movement, whether in the sky or on the ground, would be detected and identified.

Philip got off the helicopter and caught a whiff of martial law permeating the villa. It was very serious, very tense, and very alarming.

villa, personnel on patrol could be

walked over like a blade with cold eyes and said

Fulton inside. If Philip had guessed correctly, he saw several members of the Shadow Squadron

Shadow Guards. What exactly

all members of the Shadow

bad feeling lingered in Philip’s

mountain manor. After that, he and Fulton walked

stone door in front of him that was engraved with obscure symbols and patterns. On both sides of the stone door, the second

saw Philip, they nodded slightly and pushed

the door was a basement of about a thousand square feet. The three walls were full of obscure patterns and characters as if they had existed for a

the sun, pyramids, and the patterns of the ruins of the