The First Heir

Philip and Moses stepped to one side.

Philip said coldly, “What is it? Just spit it out. I don’t think I have much to do with your Dunley family anyway.”

Moses smiled and said, “Young Patriarch Clarke, you’re still as haughty as ever. I’ll cut to the chase, then. My uncle’s source of kingship should be in your body now, right?”

“Spencer Dunley?” Philip frowned.

Moses shrugged and said with a smile, “Young Patriarch Clarke, don’t be nervous. I’m not denouncing you or asking for anything on behalf of my fourth uncle. He just told me to pass you a message.”

“What is it?” Philip asked.

Moses sighed and said, “Uncle Spencer wants to tell you not to be obsessed with the power or spiritual enhancement brought by the source of kingship. Once you get addicted to it, it’s hard to get out. The power of kingship is a conspiracy and a chess game. Uncle Spencer hopes that you can see through the core and essence of the source of kingship and break this game. External forces, after all, are external forces. In the end, you still have to rely on yourself.”

Philip could not really figure out what Moses was trying to say.

Moses also waved his hands and said, “Don’t look at me like that. I don’t understand either. No one can truly figure out his words or actions, but since he gave you this advice, he must have his reasons.”

Philip frowned and said, “Thank you. Tell your uncle that I know what to do, and thank him for his advice.”

After saying that, Philip turned around and returned to Fennel and the others. Then, they left and returned to Fennel’s private estate in Sendona.

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