The First Heir

“Fulton, why don’t you follow me from now on? As long as I get this Black Dragon Heart, I can become the next Roger Clarke. When the time comes, you can follow me to conquer the world. Isn’t that wonderful?” Christian enticed, his face full of smiles.

Fulton crossed his arms and stood opposite Christian with the Black Dragon Heart between them. He said solemnly, “Lord Chieftain, I only have one lord in my life.”

Hearing that, Christian snorted. He took a step, and the soles of his feet made a sound like breaking glass. This was none other than the sound of breaking the kingship energy field.

“Fulton, you’re just the king of disciples of the seventh zone. Compared to me, you’re still no match. I’ll ask you again now, will you follow me?” Christian asked coldly with killing intent dancing in his eyes.

Fulton’s eyes tensed as he said, “If you dare to take a step forward, you’ll be killed!”

Christian threw a punch and shouted, “You’re courting death!”

In an instant, two figures fought fiercely in this ancestral hall.

destroy a wooden

escorted Wynn and the others to the inner hall of the ancestral hall. Here, people

sat limply on the ground, holding the wet confidential file in her hands. She looked as though she had lost

pressed her shoulder. He said, “Wynnie, if you really want revenge, I won’t

Wynn turned her head. Her eyes were red as she looked at Philip and interrupted him. “Stop talking!

with the file in her hand and

heart ache as he stared at Wynn’s back. If he were in her shoes,

“Keep an eye on Wynnie and don’t let her do anything

and quickly left. It was mainly because the

cosmic rule cast by Roger to isolate the five senses, in the eyes of these ordinary people,

was different. He had unleashed his potential and was naturally able to see