The First Heir

Without waiting for Hans’ response, Fennel smiled and said, “We’re friends of Hans.”

“Friends?” Rick frowned slightly before he smiled and said, “As the owner of this place, I must advise you that there’s no benefit in making friends with Hans. Why don’t you be friends with me instead?”

Fennel immediately chuckled and refused. “I don’t think it’s necessary. We have different paths. In the eyes of the Westerners, Easterners like us don’t seem to be worth mentioning.”

Rick smiled and said, “No, I’ve always respected the Easterners and like being friends with them. To me, the East is a mysterious and ancient place. I yearn to pay a visit. If I have the opportunity, I’d love to visit the ancient countries in the east. I heard that the people there are not well fed and don’t have decent living quarters. Some even have to go through the trash for a bite to eat. Is that true?”

In the first half of the sentence, everyone thought that Rick Michael was a gentleman. However, the second half of the sentence exposed his nature.

Arrogant! Individualistic!

said with a chill in his eyes, “Rick, is it? Your tone is very arrogant. The East is not as what you said. I hope that you’ll really go to the East and have a look to understand just how stupid your prejudice is. Of course, a rotten person like you will be despised when you arrive in

not a kind person and not someone who would hold back. He

chuckled and said to the bodyguard behind him, “Did you hear that? He told us to get out of the way? This is the first time I’ve ever heard an Easterner telling me to get out of the way in my own bar. It’s ridiculous! What do you think I should

understand that the

Master Rick, we support you! Catch them

out of their depths! Messing with the Michael family is simply