The First Heir

After being called to gather in the middle of the night, feelings of resentment were inevitable.

Quentin Moon wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, stood humbly in the hall, and lowered his head. He panted and stammered, “Villa Masters Hopper, Singer, and Turner, something has happened.”

“Just spit it out already!”

Villa Master Hopper, the middle-aged man with an unhappy expression, was wearing a black suit and fidgeting with two stress balls in his hand. He had an imposing demeanor, a ruddy complexion, and exuded a harsh intensity.

Quentin glanced at Villa Master Hopper before his gaze landed on the person on his right.

This was the current patriarch of the Singer family, one of the top ten disciple families in the north, Jenkins Singer. He was also one of the founding families of Terrain Villa and one of the three villa masters. His face was dignified as he sat upright. He wore a gray suit, and his hair was gray. He had a pair of deep-set eyes that looked very chaotic, which intimidated others and stopped them from looking directly at him.

Jenkins Singer was one of the honorary teachers of the Nonagon and also a member and director of the Nonagon Teaching Association. He had a great reputation in Nonagon and had taught many disciples.

two out of ten were taught by Jenkins or by the Singer

to mention that Jenkins had taught three kings

in Nonagon. It could be said that the Singer family had the

gulped and fell to his knees. He bowed and shouted, “Villa Master Singer,

Crack!

explosion was

moment. With a biting chill in

all over because he felt the surging killing

Ronan and Mr. Burdock were killed by an unknown young man during the disciples’ gathering at Cherry Villa, which they attended tonight. The

bullet and lowered his