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.

to

said,

it’s necessary to

tell him that we won’t

received Philip’s

Well, Philip Clarke has refused,” his subordinate said

and said, “Okay,

his back, looked at the distant sky with narrowed eyes, and muttered

tell him to take

***

In the night.

lay on the bed and thought about the people and things he had encountered in Mystic City in the past few days as well as his control over

from 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 Mystic City in

So many forces

suddenly heard a slight movement outside the window. He was not asleep in the first place, so he got up in the dark and pressed close to the

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. Then, he took out a syringe containing pale golden liquid and tiptoed to

lifted the blanket and found no one on the bed, he turned around