บททั้งหมดของ The First Heir: บทที่ 5061 - บทที่ 5070

The imagined scenario of Philip and the others begging on their knees did not happen. Instead, Figo was left ignored at the door. Moreover, Mr. Lindell seemed very humble as he followed Philip as if he wanted to ask for guidance. Figo felt that he was having a mental breakdown. Meanwhile, Mr. Lindell followed Philip to the backyard. Philip made a pot of tea and sat waiting for him. Mr. Lindell looked at Philip in reverence. Philip deserved his respect if he really made the pill. “I can’t believe that you made that pill! You have such a profound mastery of pill-making at your young age!” Mr. Lindell had always been obsessed with pills. As long as Philip was the one who made that amazing pill, Mr. Lindell would not be ashamed to ask for guidance even though Philip was young. Philip chuckled at Mr. Lindell’s reaction. He did not think that Mr. Lindell was an arrogant person. He remained rational without falling out with Noelle after her provocation, which proved hi

As a pill fanatic, Mr. Lindell had always dreamed of achieving great heights in this field. Others felt that he was already at the peak, but he knew that it was far from enough. Everything was just the beginning. Philip’s pill was nothing less than an elixir. Just one whiff and Mr. Lindell was totally captivated. Mr. Lindell wished he could grab hold of Philip and acknowledge him. On second thought, however, his family had nothing to do with Philip. How could he acknowledge Philip as one of his own? After much deliberation, he knelt to Philip. Philip was confused by his actions. What was this guy doing? The man in black was shocked and wanted to help Mr. Lindell up but stopped at the look in Mr. Lindell's eyes. Mr. Lindell was kneeling in front of Philip so humbly. Outsiders would definitely be shocked at this scene. No one could imagine Mr. Lindell on his knees. As a high-ranking alchemist, even the ruler of this continent had to give him some slack. An alc

Maybe in another continent, practice resources were scarcer than in this place. Philip was simply lucky enough to find good things wherever he went. As the chosen one, he had to be different somehow. Mr. Lindell took the pill and swallowed it in one gulp. It was too late for the man in black to stop him. The man in black looked at Mr. Lindell nervously. He heard Philip’s introduction of the pill but doubted if the pill would really cause partial amnesia. What if the pill was highly toxic? Fortunately, Mr. Lindell's silence did not last long. He quickly returned to normal and lowered his stature to Philip. “I do feel that I've lost part of my memory, and my life feels empty.” Mr. Lindell laughed at himself. He had spent most of his life making and studying pills. Losing this part of his memory was equivalent to losing most of his life. Philip had not considered this. Since Mr. Lindell had erased part of his memory according to his request, Philip would not treat

People in second-tier cities were more arrogant and generally looked down on people in third-tier cities. That was the rule. Just like how the residents of Imperial City would despise everyone, the same held true between cities. The son of Cosmo City's mayor, Alton Kean, was seriously ill, but no one knew his condition. He had approached numerous doctors, including traveling physicians, but his son’s condition got no better, even getting worse instead. “What should I do?” he muttered under his breath, glancing at his son lying on the bed from time to time. His wife would occasionally wipe her tears quietly on the bedside. His wife was so worried about their son that her hair had turned gray. “I tried everything I could to contact Mr. Lindell just to hear that he’s going into seclusion. I don’t know how long that’s going to take!” Alton stammered anxiously. Although he was happy that Mr. Lindell wanted to improve himself, his son was in critical condition and needed urge

“I know some information about Mr. Lindell, but I feel uneasy about giving it out so easily,” Scarlet pretended to hesitate. She was thinking of getting some money for that information. Scarlet was broke. In order to pay off her debt as soon as possible, she had to do everything she could to make money. The man in front of her looked like an aristocrat, so Scarlet was sure he had money. “You can have these energy stones.” Alton handed some energy stones to Scarlet impatiently. It was best if he could get the information with money. Scarlet smiled at the sight of the energy stones. “They went to Treasure House, which is the most prominent store in the city center. But that store is involved in some shady business, so I don't know if he fell victim to their scams!” Scarlet did not forget to badmouth her competitor. She knew that she could never outshine Treasure House, but she could badmouth them and leave a bad impression on the other party. After getting the direc