The First Heir

Philip frowned, looked at the burly man standing at the door, and said with a sneer, “You’ll see who’ll die later.”

“Hahaha, what did you say?”

The man’s face was full of laughter. “You’ re really funny. How powerful do you think you are? Not to mention those tough people in the ring, but I bet you can’t even beat me. I’m just reminding you not to seek death, but you don’t even understand simple words.”

Troy was a little nervous, worried that Philip would fight with the other party. He said in a low voice, “Let’s go in.”

Philip nodded slightly and followed Troy and Bert to the stadium.

“Pah!”

The burly man spat. With his arms akimbo, he followed them to the stadium while muttering, “Let’s see how you’ll get killed later, huh?”

arena’s moving spotlights immediately shone on them. The three squinted and raised their arms to shield themselves

you really dare to show up. I thought you were scared sh*tless and wouldn’t dare to

on the sofa with his legs crossed. He looked at Troy with

gaze also fell on Willis at the same

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mustache over there is Master Tanner. All three of us have taken a fancy to your territory. If you’re

Philip were not behind him, he would probably have yielded but with Philip behind him, Troy would grit his teeth and stand firm to

and Master Tanner, ever since I embarked on this path, I never thought that I would end well. So today,

behind Troy, he smiled contemptuously and said, “Do you think you can fight our people with just the two punks behind you? Do you plan to win by just acting tough? The people I brought are experts who

He added, “Old Fay, don’t frighten these ignorant hillbillies. Since they want to act tough, let this be