The First Heir

Mick laughed and said to Mr. Coral, who was in a gray suit on his right, “Mr. Coral, teach that guy a lesson. Make him kneel and beg me for mercy!”

“Yes, Third Young Master.” Mr. Coral, who stood with his hands behind his back, stared at Philip like a falcon.

He smiled and said, “Young Patriarch Clarke, I’m sorry about this. Although you’re the young patriarch of the Clarke family, you still have to follow certain rules. I’ll give you a chance to kneel and apologize to the third young master so that I don’t have to hurt you and cause unnecessary trouble.”

Philip put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked at Mr. Coral indifferently, and said, “You can try.”

Hearing that, Mr. Coral scowled, took two steps forward, and said, “Young Patriarch Clarke, you’re forcing my hand.”

Philip chuckled and said, “You’re nothing but an old man throwing his weight about. Come at me if you have the guts. If not, you’re a coward!”

Philip provoked the other party on purpose.

eyes twitched as he said coldly, “Arrogant junior! Don’t think that I don’t dare to do anything to you just because you’re the young patriarch of the Clarke family!

An angry roar!

struck out at Philip with raging energy pressure. This strike was

turned cold. He raised his hand

Boom!

and chairs in the hotel lobby, including some ornaments, were all shattered and blown

also staggered several steps back

same spot with a calm expression and said with a sneer, “Young Patriarch Clarke, as far as your current strength is concerned, you’re nothing but an insect that can be

and apologize to me quickly. Also, I want the

step forward and said, “He’s a disciple of the seventh zone. We’re

“A disciple of the seventh zone