Lahat ng Kabanata ng The First Heir: Kabanata 1261 - Kabanata 1270

The group of people suddenly became agitated and said angrily. However, they quickly noticed the unpleasant look on Old Master Yarrow’s face. Old Master Yarrow said hesitantly, “Although the person has been found, I’m afraid we can’t touch this person.” “What? Is there someone that even Old Master Yarrow can’t touch? You’re one of the honorary directors of the national martial arts world. As long as that person belongs to this circle, they must listen to you!” one person shouted agitatedly. Jason Yarrow shook his head and uttered one name, “Philip Clarke.” Hiss! Everyone gasped when they heard that name. It was him! The one who set off the stormy waves at Dragon Gate last night! The person under Supreme Reed Williams! A Dragon Warrior! Suddenly, all the patriarchs of the national martial arts families and members of the association were silent. This would be difficult. It was completely beyond their control! “Old Master Yarrow, did a Dragon Warrior do this?”

Jason sat at the head of the table and stared at Jacob with cold eyes, roaring, “Jacob Jensen, this guildhall belongs to me! How dare you barge in with your people like this?!” Although Jacob was in his 80s, he was still full of energy. At this moment, he scanned those present in the room coldly and shouted gruffly without any nonsense, “Take all of them down!” Suddenly! Everyone was startled and started resisting while roaring. “The Lloyd family is no longer a member of the National Martial Arts Association. You don’t have the right to apprehend me!” “Yes! Jacob Jensen has no right to take anyone down!” “You’re abusing your power. We will report this matter to the National Martial Arts Association and expose you!” However, facing these people, Jacob's expression remained unchanged. He repeated, “Take them down! Those who dare to resist will be dealt with directly as defectors as per regulations of the National Martial Arts Association!” When Jason heard this, he was

When Rafael saw Jacob, his face turned gloomy as he asked, “Mr. Jensen, are you going to protect them? Is this how you treat your guests?” Jacob straightened up, stood with his hands on his back, and looked at Rafael before tossing him a folder. He shouted, “Marco Lopez has been active in my territory for dozens of days, bullying men and women, wounding and killing several people after getting drunk. These are already capital crimes! Young Master Clarke and the others were just brave enough to punish the evildoers, so this is not a question of protecting them. On the contrary, it’s the Lopez family that deliberately hurt the successors of our country's art on the grounds of learning martial arts, so you should be giving us an explanation instead!” He was supporting Philip to the end! Rafael did not even open the folder and just tossed it to the ground. He stared at Jacob with cold eyes and said solemnly, “Mr. Jensen, are you deliberately trying to make things difficult for the Lo

Everyone could hardly believe that the arrival of the seven Aces had directly reversed the situation! Six days later, life and death would be determined in the ring! This news immediately spread throughout the martial arts circles, including those of various countries. All of a sudden, the number of flights to Uppercreek grew manyfold over the past few days. Currently at the scene, the rest of the people wiped off the cold sweat from their foreheads, but Philip and his group, as well as the Aces, looked indifferent. Especially the other six Aces. At this moment, they turned their eyes to Philip and scrutinized him. “Hey, Fatty Pine, is this the heir to the Clarke family?” It was a burly middle-aged man with a height of 1.8 meters and had copper skin. He elbowed Mobius who stood next to him and asked. He was Ace Leon Anders, a blacksmith who did not belong to any school and worked as a blacksmith since he was a child. He was full of vigor. In his entire life, he had on

Philip did not stay long before he returned to the hotel. When Philip was in the taxi and on his way, he felt that he was being followed. In order not to expose the hotel Wynn and Mila were staying in, he told the driver to drive in one big circle before he got out of the car and turned around to slip into an alley. The black van that followed behind the taxi also stopped. Soon, four to five guys with baseball bats and masks jumped down from the car. “Listen up, just break his arms and legs. Don’t kill him!” The young man who took the lead had a tattoo on his neck. He shouted to the guys. “Yes, Boss!” Immediately after, these four to five people quickly rushed into the alley! However, waiting in front of them were a dozen thugs wearing leather jackets and holding various weapons! Philip stood in front of these people, his hands in his trouser pockets. He silently looked at the four to five people on the opposite side. “F*ck, it’s a trap! Run!” The young man who