Todos os capítulos de The First Heir: Capítulo 1211 - Capítulo 1220

Kinley Wes panicked, his heart trembling. The expression on his face turned into different shades. “Dad, what's wrong with you? What's so special about this thing?” Seeing that his father's expression had changed so suddenly, Sidney felt a little puzzled and surprised. Kinley looked up, stared at Philip on the opposite side, and asked, “Are you a member?” Philip stood there proudly with his eyes burning and his posture upright. The stance indicated everything! Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Kinley’s heart surged like a stormy sea! If the opponent was really a Dragon Warrior, then he would not escape the death penalty! Those who dared to fight against the Dragon Warriors would make an enemy of the entire nation! Kinley panicked, and with a frightened expression, he squeezed the armband in his hand fiercely!A moment later... Kinley raised his head, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes. He pointed at Philip directly and roared, “Bold fanatic! It’s an unforgiva

With trembling hands, Kinley raised the golden armband above his head and handed it back to Philip. Philip took it and said coldly, “Demolish this building. Everyone related to the Wes family must be investigated thoroughly. Arrest those who deserve to be arrested!” After that, Philip stepped forward and left this place. From this moment on, the huge Wes family and Weston Group were no more! Kinley’s face was as gray as death. At the last moment, he yelled at Philip’s back even though he had already left, “Even if the Wes family falls, someone will avenge us! I’ll make a comeback!” The very moment the Wes family of Uppercreek collapsed, in the mountains of Riverton where a manor with the most magnificent architectural design laid. It was the manor where Colin Hull once visited. It was the same secret chamber. Nine lit candles filled the house with a fragrance. Among the eleven seats, seven or eight people were seated at the moment, sipping tea. One of them, a middle

The meeting between Wynn and Hannah lasted half an hour. For half an hour, Philip stood at the door, pacing back and forth anxiously. He was very restless. What were they talking about? His identity would not be revealed, right? Creak. The door opened and Wynn walked out. She immediately glanced suspiciously at Philip. Philip quickly walked over and asked with some trepidation, “Well, what did she say to you?” Wynn said, “Your identity.” His identity? Damn it! His sister really said it? “What identity?” Philip looked a little embarrassed as he scratched the back of his head. The smile on his face looked fake. Wynn frowned, looked at Philip very seriously, and continued to ask, “You really have nothing to tell me?” Philip was taken aback. He bit the bullet and said, “No.” Wynn nodded and said, “Hannah didn't say anything. She just told me that your identity is not simple but you can't tell me about it now.” When Philip heard this, he was relieved. It

Lydia Jensen was very displeased. She kept thinking that her great-grandfather was old and confused. Would it not be shameful for the Jensen family to bring such a guy there? Besides, many foreign guests were attending tonight, and most of them were members of the World Martial Arts Association. In name, this event was held for networking and discussions, but in reality, it was a joint operation by those rude foreigners to suppress the domestic martial arts circles. They wanted to take this opportunity to suppress national martial arts so that they could have more competition rights and status in the next election for the director of the World Martial Arts Association! Therefore, several domestic martial arts families were very concerned about this martial arts exchange meeting and had made a lot of preparations for it. However, Great-grandpa actually wanted to bring a man who looked very ordinary to participate. Lydia could not understand this. Was he really Young Master

There was a strong battle spirit in Philip’s eyes. This reminded him of the two years he experienced in the brigade. The few lives that were lost were because of Fusha and some unknown power behind them! Hatred! Intense hatred! At this moment, Lydia overheard Philip mumbling to himself. His eyes were blazing with radiance, and his body was radiating with power! However, she could not help but feel that he was bragging. This year, Fusha’s martial arts forces were well prepared. In the national martial arts circle, several national martial arts families and national martial arts associations were all unable to do anything. With just one word from him, could he suppress Fusha’s power and influence? Soon after entering the venue, Jacob settled Philip down before he rushed over to speak to several national martial arts families. Philip could not intervene in such matters. After all, he knew very little about them. Jacob had told Lydia to accompany Philip. In the ma