The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes)

"Why not? I don't have to get involved in this in the first place..." Philip added, "I can consider pretending to be your fiance, but I need to put forward my demands too."

"Go ahead."

Of course, Lord Ludo knew that Philip would not help her for no reason.

"I need relevant internal information about the Heavenly Court, especially of my parents and also about the real Heavenly Court in history."

After Philip finished speaking, he picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

Lord Ludo thought for a while, pinched her chin with her tender hand, and said, "Okay, it's a deal!"

Soon, Philip left the hotel. As soon as he went out, Philip noticed that he was being followed by several men in black clothes. Philip thought about it and walked along the street until he reached a remote alley. Those guys stood at the entrance of the alley and looked at the surrounding environment. They glanced at each other and pulled out daggers or pistols.

When they entered the alley, they realized that Philip was already waiting.

"Hey, who sent you here?" Philip asked as he glanced at them.

These people were not weak, mostly disciples of the fourth zone. The leader was an expert in the fifth zone. However, they were bugs in Philip's opinion.

"You'll find out when you're dead!" The leader with a machete on his back laughed creepily and waved his hand. The buddies behind him immediately rushed at Philip.

Philip shook his head and raised his hand. His whole arm seemed to be on fire, dazzling with bright red energy. In an instant, the leader with the machete on his back felt the terrifying killing intent from Philip.

"Oh no! Run!"

Without any hesitation, they turned and ran. However, Philip grinned, raised his hand, and a flame chimera rushed out with a roar.

Screams immediately filled the whole alley!

Like a sonic boom, the scorching airwaves resounded all around. The people nearby quickly avoided this place because fights like these always occurred in Mystic City.

After everything was over, everyone was sprawled all over the ground, naked and charred. Some were smoking from their mouths.

Philip looked down from above, stepped on the chest of the leader, and asked coldly, "Who sent you here?"

The man howled and felt as if his ribs were broken from being stepped on. He begged for mercy. "It's Third Master Lane."

'Dumbo Lane?' Philip thought briefly. It could only be him.

Philip sent the man flying with a kick and left the alley. On the street, Philip found Dumbo's location from a passerby and headed there directly.

***

In Dumbo's mansion, he sat on the sofa in the living room with beautiful women in his arms. He was smoking a cigar and playing games with his underlings.

"Third Master Lane, the people we sent are all top experts. Young Patriarch Clarke is dead for sure!"

"How dare that brat capture me? I'll find someone to kill him!" Dumbo cursed, raised his glass, and drank the wine in one gulp.

At this time, a subordinate covered in blood rushed in, fell to the ground, and shouted, "T-Third Master, he's forcing his way in."