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.

up with a smile, and said with a bow, “Young Patriarch Clarke, it’s nice to meet you. I’m Brad Sacha. You’re indeed a talented and good-looking young man. You’re a good role model

opened his mouth, it became obvious he

interrupted Brad Sacha’s speech and said coldly, “Mr. Sacha, are you in charge of the Southern division in the Supernatural

the Southern division in the Supernatural Bureau. Under my wise leadership, the situation in the

your best? Mr. Sacha, right under your nose, a group of disciple assassins from the North infiltrated Golden City and Sunbury in the South and slaughtered 72 people from the Warren and Hart families. How dare you say you’ve managed things well and

taken aback and a chill flashed in his

not respect him at all and reprimanded him at

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

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