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.

“He also wants to know if you’ve thought about

and said,

necessary to work

and said, “Let’s just tell him that we won’t work

received Philip’s

Philip Clarke has refused,” his subordinate said

said, “Okay, you

the distant sky with narrowed eyes, and muttered under his

and tell him to

***

In the night.

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

family, Claus Motley, Windsor Well, and the first Dragon King who could not

signs of Fitzgerald Hale behind Windsor too. The Mystic Cave and the treasure of the ancient sage.

on here? So many forces and

a slight movement outside the window. He was not asleep in the first

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 as if he was looking for something.

no one on the bed, he turned around