The First Heir

Philip really was not used to the taste of that drink, so he went out and threw it into a trashcan.

On the street, Philip pondered if he should go to Multiherb Guild of the white tiger royal family on the third continent to find the Multidew Herb or the Heroes Conference of the fire phoenix royal family on the first continent.

At this moment, a little boy covered in bruises ran out, stopped Philip, and said anxiously, “Big Brother, please save my sister…”

With that said, the boy took Philip to an old house. The rusty smell of houses in disrepair lingered everywhere. It should have rained not long ago, and the water stains on the ground were reddish brown.

Philip remained on guard and followed the little boy into a house with an open door. A few people were arguing, and a girl was sobbing.

“Ern, we agreed to let the boss go first.”

“Why should we give up such a good opportunity?”

“Stop arguing. Let’s come to a compromise and let me go first.”

“Get lost!”

door open and entered. In the dilapidated hut in front of him, three youths with distorted faces stood there

coming in, they

of them picked up a thin metal stick and slashed

the staggering man on the face with his knee, and said with a sneer, “Why are you

it, what did you

body glowed. He was a two-star

enough to challenge him. Since there was so much metal around, he should

of metal flew in through the window and wrapped around that man, turning him into an iron mummy before his attack could reach

person still refused to give up. He judged that Philip was stronger than Ern but

“You’re dead today!”

his fists and rushed over, seemingly proficient in boxing. This man was a four-star

stretched out a finger and flicked his head lightly. The man