The First Heir

Claus Motley walked out from the back of the hall with a smile and greeted everyone, “Everyone, do excuse me for being late. I had to take care of some private matters.”

As Claus spoke, he was already standing next to the main seat.

Everyone nodded slightly to Claus.

After that, Claus did not sit on the main seat but smiled at everyone and said, “I’m not the host for tonight.”

Having said that, he stood on one side, looked at the door, and announced, “Let’s welcome Young Patriarch Clarke…”

Then, Philip walked in with Fennel and the others. Tonight, he wore a dark gray suit with shoes, looking handsome and imposing. Especially that pair of well-defined eyes with a faint chill that made everyone avert their eyes. This young man’s presence was too compelling.

Philip took his seat, and everyone looked at each other.

An old man with a walking cane spoke up at this moment, “We’ve long heard of Young Patriarch Clarke’s reputation. I didn’t expect you to be so young. You’re a young talent, indeed.”

said, “We’ve long heard of Young Patriarch Clarke, but we

giving the main seat to

King Motley. Tonight is the viewing party for the ancient sage’s secret treasure. Is he

express their dissatisfaction, angry that Philip was sitting

calm down. Without Young Patriarch Clarke’s permission, this

coldly and said, “Claus Motley, the secret treasure of the ancient sage belongs to the world. What

looked at the old man,

secret treasure belongs to the world. He doesn’t have the right to take it! It should be displayed for us to look at it together!”

brows twitched, and he was just about to say

worthy to know

Domineering.

Philip’s ear, “Young Patriarch Clarke, he’s the old family head of the Stafford family in Northfrost,

chuckled and said, “What if I don’t hand over the secret treasure of the ancient

the entire hall. He said coldly, “Then I’ll take it by