The First Heir

“President Pan, why are you here? Hurry over and ask them to let me go. We have to issue a corrective order to this hospital immediately. They’re simply too rude. This is not a hospital that saves people but kills people instead!” Bud said quickly.

President Pan glanced at Bud as if he was thin air, simply ignoring him. Bud’s heart sank to rockbottorn when he watched President Pan walk past him without heeding him.

Was President Pan not here for him?

Was President Pan called here by that loser?

Could it be…

Bud dared not think further. Bud struggled to reach out in a panic and grabbed President Pan’s pants.

President Pan stopped and turned to Bud with dark eyes.

“Let go, now!”

Pan, please help me. In the future, I’ll fully cooperate with you. I’ll listen to every order

You’re just a cocky vice president with your nose high up in the air! Do you think you’re the top person in District 4? Where is this

Of all people, why did he choose to mess with

going on? I didn’t do anything. They’re just ordinary

finished speaking, President Pan raised his foot and kicked Bud in the face. The latter half of Bud’s words were shoved

losers. You’re nothing but a frog sitting at the bottom of the well and you think that the sky is only as big as the

away from President Pan’s kick. He muttered, “What the hell is going

up to Philip, and bent his fat waist with

Clarke, it’s all my fault for not maintaining the discipline of the federation that this mess

President Pan felt that if he shirked from his responsibilities when facing a character like Philip,

after meeting Philip, Bud and his

this Philip Clarke’s

question Bud wanted to know the answer