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.

wants to know if

pondered and said,

said, “I don’t think it’s necessary to work

just tell him that we won’t work with

Windsor received Philip’s

King Well, Philip Clarke has refused,” his subordinate

said, “Okay, you may

he put his hands behind his back, looked at the distant sky with narrowed eyes, and muttered under his breath, “Then don‘t blame

Nightingale and tell him

***

In the night.

people and things he had encountered in Mystic

the Heavenly Court, the Dunley family, Claus Motley, Windsor Well, and

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

on here? So

Philip pondered, he suddenly heard a slight movement outside the window. He was not asleep in the first place, so he got up in the dark

the room. In the dark, Philip held his breath and observed the other party’s movements. He rummaged around the house for a while

lifted the blanket and found no one on