The First Heir

After saying that, Ernest silently left the hall.

Stanley sat on the sofa in the hall, took a sip of tea, and said, “Help me get in touch with Mr. Fern of the Northern Division in the Supernatural Bureau.”

***

Back to Philip’s side. After he returned to the hotel, Leon found him and said, “Young Patriarch Clarke, Mr. Sacha of the Southern Supernatural Bureau division has been waiting in the side hall.”

Philip hummed and headed toward the side hall without delay.

When the door opened, he saw a middle-aged man with a potbelly. He was wearing black-rimmed glasses and sat on the sofa, where he drank tea and ate snacks comfortably.

you. I’m Brad Sacha. You’re indeed a talented and good-looking young man. You’re a good role model

his mouth, it became obvious he was

speech and said coldly, “Mr. Sacha, are you in

“That’s right, I’m in charge of the Southern division

again and said coldly, “Your leadership? Are you saying that you’re wise and have done your best? Mr. Sacha, right under your nose, a group of disciple assassins from the North infiltrated Golden City and Sunbury in the South

a chill flashed

him at all and reprimanded him at first sight. Who did

said a little coldly, “Young Patriarch Clarke, this is the business of the Supernatural Bureau, which has nothing to do with you. If you’re doing this for a friend, I can

point, haven’t you realized

matter what, I’m still the leader of the Supernatural Bureau’s Southern division. What’s with your attitude of yelling at me like this? I’m giving you enough respect by coming here to see you. How dare you be so