The First Heir

Zeus’ eyes shone brightly as he stared at the young man walking in from the door.

‘Philip Clarke?’

“So, you’re the Eastern man causing all the disturbances recently, the young patriarch of the Clarke family and the son of Roger Clarke.” Zeus’ aura instantly became very cold.

When he looked at Philip, he vaguely saw the shadow of Roger Clarke in him. His son was just as rude and arrogant as him. This was the sacred city, his golden palace. However, this youngster just barged in like that.

Were the guards outside just for decoration?

Thud, thud, thud!

rapid sounds of footsteps were heard outside

guards in golden armor with golden spears in their hands surrounded the palace’s

he stated at the strange Eastern man who suddenly appeared. He shouted, “Damn it! You insolent guy, why aren’t you kneeling and saluting when you see my father, the chief god? Also, how did

the wall.

quite lax and not as strict. Hearing this, Leo’s face was full of anger, and veins throbbed on his forehead. He pointed at Philip and roared at the golden-armored guards at the door, “Take this rude Eastern barbarian down and throw him into the dungeon! Let him

looked at the aloof Zeus and said, “Is this how the Chief God Zeus treats his guests in the sacred city? Is

this, he remembered what his father said just now. ‘The young patriarch of the Clarke

of the most powerful

person who inherited the position of patriarch of

had seen the battle between Roger and