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.

nice to meet you. I’m Brad Sacha. You’re indeed a talented and good-looking young

moment he opened his mouth, it became obvious he was

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

Brad restrained his flattery but still smiled and said, “That’s right, I’m in charge of the Southern division in the Supernatural Bureau. Under my wise leadership, the situation in the entire South is now very stable and

group of disciple assassins from

and a chill flashed

at all and reprimanded him at first sight.

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 tell you

chided, “Brad Sacha, at this point, haven’t you

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