The First Heir

Everyone eagerly waited for Philip’s next words but after a long while, Philip said nothing. This made some people unhappy, and they said coldly, “Villa Master Jefferson, this young Philip seems very arrogant and only said his name. Does he look down on us?”

“Hehe, Villa Master Jefferson, we have no objections if you bring newcomers in, but such a newcomer is too ignorant of the rules!”

“Are you done talking?” Suddenly, Philip spoke and interrupted everyone’s reprimand that stemmed from their dissatisfaction with him.

Hiss!

Everyone’s faces tensed with anger.

Smack!

A middle-aged man slammed the table, stood up suddenly, pointed at Philip, and said angrily, “Presumptuous! This is Cherry Villa and the conference for the southern disciple families. How dare an unruly kid like you be so rude to the elders? Didn‘t the adults in your family teach you any manners and etiquette?”

personally brought here by Villa Master Jefferson, you should mind

it’s necessary for a newcomer like

Leon did not say anything to discourage them but stood aside with a

at Leon, who had a smile on his face. ‘Heh,

out of this to see how Philip was going to resolve

he simply said, “I was never interested in your so-called disciple family conference to begin with. Since I’m not welcome, goodbye,

to leave. However, all the people sitting there were haughty and

is somewhere you can come and go as you wish?” The middle-aged man who previously slapped the table and angrily shouted at Philip continued to berate him

can leave if you want, but you must apologize to us for your reckless and

disciple families who looked like they were just watching the fun. They had gloating looks on

his head, and looked at those people who berated him. Then, he said lightly, “Why should I

you’re standing there!”