All Chapters of The First Heir: Chapter 2111 - Chapter 2120

“Do you want me to kneel and apologize?” Philip asked calmly. Greg frowned and shouted, “That’s right! Killing my son in the territory of Glenford is an unforgivable sin!” Hehe. Philip sneered and said, “Seeing that you’re also a member of a battle group and you actually brought your personal guards over, aren't you worried about being exposed?” “So what? I’ve never cared about what the world thinks of me. What's more, I'm here to punish the most vicious villains. What's wrong with that? Who dares to say anything?” Greg said coldly, his face full of anger. Philip nodded and asked, “Then do you know why your son was kicked to death by my men?” Greg could not help his grief when he heard this! His most beloved son was gone just like that! Moreover, Finn died tragically. Greg clenched his fists, his face full of murderous intent. He yelled, “I don't care what my son did. I only know that my son’s murderer is right in front of me, and you’re the mastermind! You condoned y

However, Travis received a violent kick on his back. He flew out and fell face down on the ground. His chin and mouth hit the floor and he slid out several meters! Two rows of Travis’ teeth were knocked out, leaving a trail of blood all over the floor! He struggled to get up but a foot stomped on his back viciously like a tonne of bricks. “Ah, let go of me! I'm the young master of the Harrison family, you can't kill me! My father is Holt Harrison and he has a huge backer behind him! If you dare to do anything to me, my father will definitely slay you alive with his bare hands!” Travis was still full of threats. Philip walked over, looked at Travis who was struggling on the ground, and asked indifferently, “Who is the huge backer behind your father?” Travis roared at Philip ferociously, “Hmph, the huge backer behind my father is not someone a small fry like you can mess with! Do you know the Clarke family? That's the most powerful family in the world! How dare a punk like yo

Meanwhile, Gilson Manor. Travis stood in the same spot, his face full of arrogance and anger as he stared at Philip and the others. He cursed, “Boy, if you don't want to die, kneel and apologize to me right now! Otherwise, when my father arrives, none of you can escape!” “The huge backer behind my father is the Clarke family, do you understand?” “Looking at you, I’m sure you don’t know much about the Clarke family, so I’ll tell you. The Clarke family holds more than half of the world's assets! Amazing, right? Does it feel like your head is buzzing? “Hahaha, I knew that you’d be afraid. Now, down on your knees immediately! Once my father arrives with people of the Clarke family, no matter who you are, no matter who is behind you, and whether you’re deliberately targeting the Harrison family or not, all of you will die!” Travis was like a lunatic, roaring hysterically. He was trying to give himself a boost! He had no choice. The only people left on the scene were him and Greg

Travis’ slapping was really aggressive and directly drew blood! Philip looked at the father and son indifferently. He finally said after a long while, “That’s enough!” Holt and Travis knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe aloud as they waited for the verdict. Philip raised his eyebrows, looked at Fulton, and asked, “Did my father ask you to come?” Fulton nodded and said lightly, “The lord thinks that the Harrison family is still useful. Since the crime doesn’t warrant a death sentence, you may let it go. The lord also said that Glenford won’t be the Harrison family’s territory in the future, and you may personally choose a family to support.” Philip raised his eyebrows. Was the Harrison family useful to his father? “What other use does the Harrison family have?” Philip asked. Fulton shook his head and said, “It's not convenient for you to know now.” Hearing this, Philip's brows furrowed even deeper. He looked down at Holt and Travis. Unexpectedly, they were still u

Hale? Was he related to Fitzgerald Hale from the Nonagon? “The Hale family from the district capital? I’ll help.” Since it was led by someone from the Hale family, Philip did not mind meeting him to see if he was connected to the person in the Nonagon. “Thank you, Young Master Clarke. It's best if you can help. There are not many rules for the tournament. Each side can send two people and the number of wins will determine the final outcome…” Troy rambled about the rules of the tournament but Philip did not pay attention at all. The so-called rules were fleeting clouds to Philip. “So, Young Master Clarke, to be on the safe side, can you arrange for two experts?” Troy asked cautiously. “There’s no need to make it so troublesome. You can send one person and let me take the other spot,” Philip said domineeringly. Troy was stunned and stared at Philip, speechless. Was Young Master Clarke going to fight in the ring? What if something happened to him? Troy imagined the s