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.”

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

you think giving the main seat to a young man is out of

party for the ancient sage’s secret treasure. Is he going to be the host instead of

express their dissatisfaction,

and said, “Everyone, please calm down. Without Young Patriarch Clarke’s permission, this treasure appreciation party can’t go on

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

at the old

to take it! It should

twitched, and he was just about to say something when

old man with a hooked nose snorted coldly and said, “You’re not worthy to know my name! As long as you hand over the ancient

Domineering.

whispered into Philip’s ear, “Young Patriarch Clarke, he’s the old family head of the Stafford family in Northfrost, Keith Stafford. His

said, “What if I don’t hand over the secret treasure

the entire hall.