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!

of footsteps were heard

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

suddenly appeared. He shouted, “Damn it! You insolent guy, why aren’t you kneeling and saluting when you see my father,

the wall. Your guards here are a

was telling the truth. As the sacred city was a quiet and peaceful place where people advocated peace and freedom, the guards were 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

indifferent. With a faint smile, he looked at the aloof Zeus and said, “Is this how the

just now. ‘The young patriarch of the

of the most powerful and mysterious Clarke family

same person who inherited the position of patriarch of the Clarke family?

and the Clarke family had never gotten along. Leo had seen the battle between Roger and his father back then with his