All Chapters of The First Heir: Chapter 5291 - Chapter 5300

Lyle grew up in Imperial City, where he had experienced countless hardships and seen all the ups and downs of human relationships. The people of Imperial City were more unbecoming than anywhere else. “Don’t keep your hopes up. Imperial City is not as good as you imagined. It's even disgusting,” Lyle poured cold water over their enthusiasm. Aslan rolled his eyes and said, “Hey brat, don’t be such a spoilsport. What do we have to fear? We have enough money to show off, so we should enjoy life to its fullest!” Everyone set off grandly in a rented luxurious carriage. Alton stood on top of the city wall and watched gloomily as they set off. He knew Philip would be dead once he set foot in Imperial City. Chaplin had set off for Imperial City in advance to force Philip into a corner. He rushed the whole way at top speed and arrived at Imperial City quickly. He wanted to ensure that Philip would die by his hands. However, Philip was in no hurry. He stopped at different spots along

“Even if you want to arrest us, you need to tell us the reason. Is this how it works in Imperial City, arresting someone without following the law?” Aslan retorted aggressively, leaving the other party at a loss for words. They simply received a notice from the top to stop this group of people if they encountered them but had no idea why. “We received a notice from the top that you're highly dangerous people, probably spies from another continent here to create chaos on the Guzo Continent!” the captain of the sentries said solemnly. This was the news he heard. Philip and the others laughed at this ridiculous excuse. “Seriously? Do you think that the people on that continent think so highly of the people here?” Philip was curious. These people really thought highly of him. “What do you mean?” the captain was upset. He was aware of the huge disparity between the two continents, but it was too much for Philip to insult him so openly. “I know this has nothing to do with y

They were quickly led to the exclusive private room by the female attendant at the door. Philip opened the door and saw a gloomy man. This man looked like a sinister ghost. “Who are you?” Philip thought he looked familiar but could not put his finger on it. “You can call me Fernand.” Fernand introduced himself with a smirk and seemed hostile toward Philip. Philip marched into the private room and sat down. “Hey there, I want to place my order,” Philip beckoned, and a woman in sexy clothes walked in. “This, this, and this. I don’t want these three dishes. Serve the rest,” Philip said domineeringly. Hearing that, the attendant raised her head in horror and glanced at Fernand sitting in front. Seeing no change in his expression, she lowered her head and exited the room. “Since you’re buying, we should eat our fill. We haven't had a good meal since we hit the road. We need to make up for it.” Fernand had no idea how to refute Philip's shameless words. He stared at Phi

Although Fernand had been working in Imperial City for some time and had won the emperor's favor, he did not own a storage bag. Therefore, Fernand had no extra change of clothes. He wanted to take Aslan’s clothes but felt repulsed and had to give up. “Damn it, I vow to kill you!” Fernand said angrily. With a clap of his hands, some people filed in and looked at Fernand expectantly. They were the female attendants of Terrace Tavern. In fact, the person in charge of Terrace Tavern was none other than Fernand. Since he could not do a lot of things on the surface, Fernand had to operate behind the scenes. In public, this tavern belonged to an old man, but everything was under Fernand’s control in reality. “Toss them down here,” Fernand instructed. He stepped forward and opened a secret panel on the floor. The attendants carried Philip and the others to the opening and let them slide down to the basement. Philip was amazed and kept looking around. As his mental consciousness

A trace of dissatisfaction flashed across Fernand's face. He worked so hard to catch Philip, but before he could torment him properly, an interceptor appeared and wanted to steal his prey. However, Fernand could not go against Chaplin’s wishes. “Sure, I'll leave this place to you.” Fernand left the basement with a smile on his face, but there was reluctance and resentment in his eyes. No one could accept their prey slipping through their fingers! Only Philip and his gang remained in the basement with Chaplin. “Hehe, you probably never expected to fall into my hands,” Chaplin said smugly. He provided the drug that knocked Philip out, so he knew exactly how bad Philip's current condition was. Chaplin walked up to Philip with his nose in the air. He then glanced at the struggling Lyle and the girl beside him unhappily. “You two dared to join Philip in front of me. Haha, do you really think Philip is that powerful? If that’s the case, you guys wouldn’t be here right now,” Cha