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.

disciple of the

A little weak.

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

displayed an air of fearlessness. He looked at Harold, scratched his ears, and said, “It’s a little noisy here. If you think you’re very powerful, just go ahead and take a

“You’re seeking death!”

raised his hand to smack

guard in a white suit behind her stepped forward and received the blow from Harold head-on

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

at this moment, and he looked at Yana. If not for the bodyguard in the white suit in

also the patriarch of the Zen family with the highest status and strength in

indifferent look on his face. A hint of doubt flashed at the corners of