The First Heir

Harold Stow stared at Philip coldly and sneered, “Well done, kid. You have guts. From the sound of it, you seem to know about the hidden families of door disciples.”

“I just found out,” Philip replied mildly.

“Haha, since you just found out, where did you get the courage and confidence to say these words?” Harold’s face darkened as a murderous intent flickered in the corners of his eyes.

“What? You’re just a bunch of old guys pulling your weight around. What’s there to be afraid of?” Philip laughed.

“Presrmiptuous!” Harold shouted angrily.

With a slap, he shattered the chair he was sitting in into pieces! Such strength was indeed not comparable to ordinary people.

Philip took a glance, and from the energy unleashed by Harold just now, he roughly judged his strength.

of

A little weak.

kneel and apologize for your disrespect to us just now! Otherwise, I’ll break your limbs and pull out

fearlessness. He looked at Harold, scratched his ears, and said, “It’s a little noisy here. If you

“You’re seeking death!”

and raised his hand to

with her eyes. A guard in a white suit behind her stepped forward and received the blow from Harold head-on without

there’s no need to be angry. Tonight, our purpose is for the Multidew Herb. If we make such a scene now, I think there’s no need to

the bodyguard in the

dignified middle-aged man who had been sitting all this while, also the patriarch of the Zen family with the highest status and strength in the room, Nathan Zen, said, “Patriarch Stow, please take a seat. The next

looked at Philip, who had an indifferent look on his face. A hint of doubt flashed at the corners of