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

said, “What do

think it’s necessary to work with Windsor. We have

and said, “Let’s just tell him

received

refused,” his subordinate said with

said, “Okay, you

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

Nightingale and tell

***

In the night.

thought about the people and things he had encountered in Mystic City in the past few days as well as

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

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

going on here? So many forces and

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

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

no one on