The First Heir

In the lobby, a middle-aged man with gold-framed glasses sat at a table, drinking tea. He wore a gray-black suit and looked quite high-spirited.

Meanwhile, other guests in the lobby knelt on the floor, afraid to look up.

Upon seeing Philip’s return, the owner of the hotel hurriedly stepped forward and said, “Mr. Clarke, you’re finally back. An esteemed guest is looking for you…”

Philip frowned and knew without asking that the middle-aged man was looking for him.

“Young Patriarch Clarke, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I just made some tea. Do have some…” The middle-aged man with glasses gently pushed the cup of tea to the opposite side.

Philip frowned and stepped forward. Without drinking the cup of tea, he asked coldly, “Who are you?”

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, turned to look at Philip, and said, “The people here call me Dragon King Well out of respect.”

Dragon King Well?

frowned and asked, “Why are you looking for

King Well smiled and said, “It’s nothing much. I heard that you’ve taken one of my subordinates away, so I hope that you can let him

here

case, you should look for Aaron

bush. I’m here today just to

lightly and said, “It seems that you came prepared. What if I don’t want to let

the teacup in his hand

A threat!

find out anything

nodded slightly and said,

should know that I hate being

they drew guns from their waists and aimed them at Philip. On the side, Fennel and the others also got ready

don’t seem to understand the

King Well said,