The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes)

Hiss!

Hearing that, the masked man scowled, and his body tensed. Philip actually guessed it.

Philip's face was dark, and his eyes were cold. He had already guessed it long ago. The only person in Mystic City who wanted to take Philip down could only be Dragon King Well! The masked man staggered up from the ground, glanced at Philip, and said, "Even if you let me go now, I won't be grateful to you. Maybe you'll even die under my hands one day!" After saying that, the man quickly backed away and left quickly.

Philip frowned as he looked at the other party leaving.

At this moment, Fennel and the others rushed over. "Are you alright? Who was it?" Fennel asked.

Philip said lightly, "If I'm not mistaken, it should be someone sent by Dragon King Well. He's quite good."

"Why didn't you make him stay?" Fennel asked.

Philip shook his head and said, "I don't want any trouble. Letting him go is a warning for Dragon King Well."

With that said, they turned and left this place.

After they left, several black figures jumped down from the sky in the dark. They were fully armed with a golden dragon logo on their chests.

"How was the situation?" In the dark, a man in special black armor walked out and asked solemnly.

"My lord, the fight is over. According to the traces of the fight and data analysis, we have determined that one of them is a wanted fugitive disciple, Nightingale!"

A soldier in black armor held a sophisticated analysis device in his hand. The LCD screen showed a portrait of a man and a level-2S wanted notice.

The leading man in black armor glanced at the extent of the damage caused nearby and said with a sigh, "Do the analysis properly and appease the nearby residents." "Yes, sir!"

***

Philip and the others returned to the hotel and gathered together.

Fennel asked, "Isn't it a little too hasty for Windsor Well to choose to assassinate you at this time?"

Philip frowned and said, "I don't know. We didn't have much contact with Windsor, and we can't speculate on his actions. We can only take one step at a time."

"Young Patriarch, let me go and kill him!" 17 said coldly at this moment.

Anyone who dared to assassinate the young patriarch had to pay the price!

Philip shook his head and said, "No, you won't be a match for him. If he can send such a strong disciple, it means that he has other trump cards."

The atmosphere fell silent. Philip thought for a moment and suddenly took out something from his pocket. It was a syringe with pale gold liquid.

"What's this?" Fennel asked.

Philip frowned and said, "The guy dropped it just now. I think it's meant for me."

As they spoke, they stared at the pale golden liquid and actually saw it squirming like a living thing.

"Get someone to analyze it," Philip handed the syringe to Fennel. "I think this thing is either related to Windsor Well or Fitzgerald Hale." Fennel nodded and said, "Okay! I'll make arrangements immediately."

After that, they went back to their respective rooms.

***

The next day, the Treasure-Digging Event that caused a sensation in Mystic City was officially held in the Mystic Cave.

The Mystic Cave was located in the north of the northwest. It was heavily guarded with many rune restrictions nearby.