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.

a figure flew out, it would definitely break a wall or destroy a wooden pillar.

Philip had escorted Wynn and the others to the inner hall of the ancestral hall. Here, people of the branch and main families hid in the

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

stood beside her, squatted down, and gently pressed her shoulder. He said, “Wynnie, if you really

eyes were red as she looked at Philip and interrupted him.

with the file in her hand and stumbled

as he stared at Wynn’s back. If he were in

and Martha. He said, “Keep an eye on Wynnie and don’t

and quickly left. It was mainly

ordinary people, they merely saw a group

his potential and