The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes)

Claus Motley walked out from the back of the hall with a smile and greeted everyone, "Everyone, do excuse me for being late. I had to take care of some private matters."

As Claus spoke, he was already standing next to the main seat.

Everyone nodded slightly to Claus.

After that, Claus did not sit on the main seat but smiled at everyone and said, "I'm not the host for tonight."

Having said that, he stood on one side, looked at the door, and announced, "Let's welcome Young Patriarch Clarke..."

Then, Philip walked in with Fennel and the others. Tonight, he wore a dark gray suit with shoes, looking handsome and imposing. Especially that pair of well-defined eyes with a faint chill that made everyone avert their eyes. This young man's presence was too compelling.

Philip took his seat, and everyone looked at each other.

An old man with a walking cane spoke up at this moment, "We've long heard of Young Patriarch Clarke's reputation. I didn't expect you to be so young. You're a young talent, indeed."

After the old man finished speaking, others also followed and said, "We've long heard of Young Patriarch Clarke, but we wonder if we can see something amazing tonight."

"Hehe, Dragon King Motley, don't you think giving the main seat to a young man is out of his depth?"

"That's right, Dragon King Motley. Tonight is the viewing party for the ancient sage's secret treasure. Is he going to be the host instead of you?"

A group of people began to express their dissatisfaction, angry that Philip was sitting in the main seat.

On the side, Claus smiled and said, "Everyone, please calm down. Without Young Patriarch Clarke's permission, this treasure appreciation party can't go on tonight."

"Hmph!" An old man from the Larson family snorted coldly and said, "Claus Motley, the secret treasure of the ancient sage belongs to the world. What right does a Clarke have to call it his own?" Philip frowned and looked at the old man, feeling that he looked familiar.

"Yes, this ancient sage's secret treasure belongs to the world. He doesn't have the right to take it! It should be displayed for us to look at it together!" Another old man with a hooked nose and menacing eyes echoed.

Claus' brows twitched, and he was just about to say something when Philip suddenly asked, "Who are you?"

The old man with a hooked nose snorted coldly and said, "You're not worthy to know my name! As long as you hand over the ancient sage's secret treasure, you can leave."

Domineering.

Claus whispered into Philip's ear, "Young Patriarch Clarke, he's the old family head of the Stafford family in Northfrost, Keith Stafford. His strength should be in the middle of the seventh zone." Hearing that, Philip frowned. He chuckled and said, "What if I don't hand over the secret treasure of the ancient sage?"

A fierce aura burst from Keith, which filled the entire hall. He said coldly, "Then I'll take it by force!"

As the aura of the middle of the seventh zone unleashed, everyone in the hall trembled slightly.

Many people began to marvel. "The strength of Old Freak Stafford has improved again!"

"The Staffords are a disciple family, but it has been a while since they produced a strong character. Unexpectedly, Keith Stafford has flown under the radar for so many years and has reached the middle stage of the seventh zone!"

"I'm afraid that little boy named Philip Clarke is going to suffer."

However, to everyone's surprise, Philip took a sip of tea and said lightly, "The secret treasure of the ancient sage is with me. If you think you can take it, go ahead."

"Young man, you're courting death!" Keith was furious and slapped out.

A black tiger shadow appeared and pounced on Philip!

Philip snorted coldly, grabbed his knife and fork from the table, and threw them at Keith!