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

as Benny took Philip away. A few minutes

what’s going on here? You’re a powerhouse half-step to the other shore. How

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 family

lurking in the

dark?” Silva asked

his eyebrows, looked into the distance, and said, “They’re here within the territory of Fernvale. Patriarch, get ready. We’ll be facing revenge from the Clarke family

Silva scowled and looked in the direction

Fernvale and

and met Cynthia and the others who had been