The First Heir

Hearing this, Quincy frowned, looked at Benny coldly, and said, “Court Master Larson, are you sure you want to do this?”

Benny looked at Quincy coldly and said, “Fight if you want to. Don’t talk too much.”

“Okay!”

Quincy’s face was stern as his aura surged. Then, he threw a punch at Benny. However, Benny glanced at him in disdain, raised his hand, and met his punch.

Boom!

The two fists collided, but there was no dazzling energy fluctuation or terrifying power of rules. It was just like two normal people fighting. However, Quincy staggered back and spat a mouthful of blood, his eyes full of surprise. Then, he laughed at himself and said, “So you’ve reached this level!”

Benny withdrew his hand, looked at Quincy indifferently, and said to Philip, “Let’s go.”

no one dared to stop

Philip away. A few minutes later, he flew

other shore. How could you lose to Benny Larson?” Silva asked

“Patriarch, I didn’t lose to him, but someone was lurking in the dark. Benny is a half-step to the other shore too, but the thought intent in the dark just now had locked onto us. If I really dared to

Hiss!

all members of the Larson

in

dark?” Silva asked

his eyebrows, looked into the distance, and said, “They’re here within the territory of Fernvale. Patriarch, get

this, Silva scowled and looked in the direction where Quincy was

half-step to the other shore had appeared in Fernvale and locked on to several people in Larson Manor. That was

brought Philip out and met Cynthia and the others who had been waiting at the