Semua Bab The First Heir: Bab 1371 - Bab 1380

Mitch Cole continued, “Are you aware of the 12 Sacred Halls of the West, Young Master?” Philip nodded and said, “I know a little about their existence. You may continue.” “According to the comprehensive information we received, a total of four forces from different halls have snuck in during the world tournament earlier. We have arranged for monitoring and tracking of these people in batches.” While Mitch was talking, the monitoring screen simultaneously displayed the personnel distribution of the four forces of the halls. “We have identified the identities of these people. They belong to Hades, the King of the Underworld, and Poseidon, the God of the Sea. We have yet to determine the remaining two forces,” Mitch said. Philip’s eyes twitched as he looked at the monitoring screen. He fell into deep thought before asking, “Have you found out what’s their intention?” Mitch shook his head and said, “We don’t know yet. Earlier, these people just pretended to be part of the crowd

After hanging up the phone, Philip did not stay here for long but returned to the hotel with Josh and the others. The aftermath of the world tournament was handed over to the Jensen family. As for Connor Clarke and the rest, they were being watched over by Theo’s people. They were simply confined in a hotel without any other excessive treatment. Several of them were confined in the room with good food and drinks. They just could not communicate with the outside world. “It’s too hateful! How dare Philip detain us like this?!” Allen was very emotional at the moment, pacing around the room with a face full of anger! Connor took it in stride. He sat on the sofa calmly, drinking coffee and reading the newspaper. He said, “Allen, don't wander around. Just sit and be at ease. I'd like to see what that little guy can do.” “Connor, why are you so calm? Philip is trying to make a move against our branch family!” Allen’s face was full of resentment. That damned little Philip! Ho

Philip had raised his hand and slapped Connor directly on the face angrily. He then shouted darkly, “Old man, show some respect! Wynn is my wife and the young madam of the Clarke family! As long as I take her back, add her to the family registry, and receive initiation at the memorial hall, even you, Connor Clarke, and your branch family will have to kneel down and respect her!” Philip was angry. Connor, this old thing, was relying on his seniority in the branch family to ignore him, the heir of the main Clarke family! Of course, this slap also made Connor angry. He stared at Philip with round eyes while gasping for breath, shouting furiously, “Philip Clarke, how dare you hit me?! I’m Connor Clarke, the most senior person in the Clarke family! Even if your father is here, he wouldn't dare to make a move against me!” Connor was livid! As an elder, he was actually hit in the face by a junior with a shaky foundation! If news of this got out, how could he gain a foothold in the

Only a handful of people knew about this plan. It was because this plan was too earth-shattering, tantamount to undermining the foundation of the main family! If Roger Clarke found out about it, he would no longer tolerate the branch family! Connor nodded and said, “Get the manpower ready. Once we have the results, for better or worse, we must capture that b*tch!” “Yes, Grandpa!” Levi nodded in response. Back to Fulton Hash. He was currently talking to someone over the phone with a respectful look in his eyes, saying, “My lord, I have something to report to you. Connor Clarke and Levi Clarke of the branch family have made a move against the young madam. Their aim is most likely the door.” An old voice sounded from the other end of the phone, and from his tone, the man seemed to have known about it for a long time. He said without any emotional fluctuations, “I know. They’re still too anxious, so eager to get their hands on the door and to achieve their unspeakable motives.

Wynn burst into tears. She quickly trotted over, hugged Mila who was on the ground, and cried out, “Mila, Mila, are you okay? Don’t scare me!” Mila opened her eyes and murmured in pain, “Mom, it hurts.” Wynn held Mila in her arms as she stared resentfully at Wylan, shouting hysterically, “You b*stard! She's still a child. Just come at me if there’s anything!” Wylan sneered, waved his hand, and said to the two men behind him, “Take that kid out.” “Yes, Master Jensen.” The two men responded, rushed over fiercely, and snatched Mila away from Wynn’s arms! Of course, Wynn was unwilling to let go of her daughter. She pounced on them, grabbed their hands, and yelled out, “No, give her back to me! Give her back! Please don’t take her!” Her tears fell like a fountain. Smack! Wylan raised his hand and slapped Wynn on the face. Then, he grabbed her by the neck and shouted viciously, “Do you know why I captured you?” Wynn’s toes were off the ground now. Her face was flushed and