The First Heir

Philip returned to the hotel where Fennel and the others were waiting for him.

“An old beggar came over just now and asked me to give this to you,” Fennel said with a piece of broken jade in his hand.

Philip took the jade and glanced at it. It seemed quite unusual, like a part of a larger object.

“What old beggar?” Philip asked.

Fennel shook his head and said he did not know. Philip frowned, looked at the jade again, and decided not to dwell on it.

“By the way, Windsor Well just sent someone over to tell us that the Treasure-Digging Event at the Mystic Cave will be held ahead of schedule,” Fennel said.

“Ahead of schedule? When?” Philip asked.

“Tomorrow,” Fennel said.

Philip scowled and frowned.

Why would the Treasure-Digging Event be brought forward?

“Anything else?” Philip asked.

said, “He also wants to know if

said,

necessary to

“Let’s just tell him that

received Philip’s

Clarke has refused,” his subordinate said

smiled and said, “Okay, you may

distant sky with narrowed eyes, and muttered under

tell him

***

In the night.

he had encountered in Mystic City in the past few days as well as his

Claus Motley, Windsor Well,

Mystic Cave and the treasure of the ancient sage. His mother’s secret vault too. Everything was related to Mystic

here? So many forces and people were

outside the window. He was not asleep in the first place, so he got up in the dark and pressed

a black figure appeared on the window edge, pried open the glass nimbly, and tiptoed into the room. In the dark, Philip held his breath and observed the other party’s movements. He rummaged around the house for a while

no one on the bed, he turned around