The First Heir

It was already the afternoon when Philip finally recovered his energy. He walked out of the manor and was ready to go to the Underground Bounty Society with Fennel.

Marquis Ron had invited them, saying that they had found something valuable from the ruins of the Hall of Evil.

Not long after, Philip and Fennel’s car arrived at the entrance of the Underground Bounty Society. Marquis Ron had been waiting with a group of attendants.

“Mr. Clarke, Lord Apollo…” Marquis Ron stepped forward and personally opened the car door with great respect.

Philip and Fennel got out of the car, glanced at Marquis Ron, greeted him politely, and asked, “What is it that we have to come here in person?”

smiled and said, “Mr. Clarke,

the main door and several corridors before they arrived at

the palm print and iris verification at the door, Marquis Ron took Philip and Fennel into the brightly lit secret room. Advanced detection instruments hung on all walls. Many men and women in white lab coats fiddled with computer equipment with an

there was a huge black and

with a strange red light. More importantly, the meteorite

solemn expressions. They looked at Ron in

Clarke, Lord Apollo, if our research data is correct, this meteorite most likely came from the Graben Abyss behind the

“Graben Abyss?”

expression became extremely tense. It was actually that