The First Heir

Philip followed the female attendant into Glenrock Den. It was an elegant garden with a simple yet classy atmosphere. There was a small lotus pond, a small gazebo, and many porcelain decorations.

Claus was playing chess in the small gazebo with a guard behind him. The guard looked quite imposing with stem eyes and a cold aura exuding from him.

Philip entered the small gazebo, bowed slightly, and said, “How do you do, Dragon King Motley?”

Claus laughed and said with a wave, “Don’t be so formal. We’re friends here.”

Philip sat down and glanced at the chess game on the table. It was very strange, seemingly with all dead ends.

“Do you play chess?” Claus asked when he saw Philip looking at the game.

Philip smiled, shook his head, and said, “I know a little bit. I’ve played with my father before.”

smiled and said, “That’s great. Play this

not refuse, and the two

know something?” Claus

“It’s nothing. I just wanted to ask you about

with a special energy that can only be developed by special institutions. For example, the Nonagon, the Supernatural Bureau, and some private research institutions outside the country. Some weapons from the Supernatural Bureau are made from blackstone. They can be used to curb the power of

future scientific research development. Maybe at that time, everyone

he made a chess

game and frowned. He also made a move and asked,

before he raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Philip, and said, “Have

nodded and said

has existed in this world for a long time, and based on what I know, it isn’t the real one. There may be extraterrestrial civilizations in the real Heavenly