The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 1824

On the other end of the line, Fennel asked, “Did you go to Charbury?”

“Yeah, to deal with some things.”

Philip responded before asking, “How much do you know about Spencer Dunley?”

“Have you met Spencer Dunley?” On the other end of the line, Fennel sounded surprised.

Philip frowned. Listening to Fennel’s tone, he seemed to know Spencer.

“It was a draw. My father stepped in. For the time being, I can’t touch the Dunley family. Besides, the other party didn’t step out of line,” Philip said with a light smile.

Fennel was silent for a moment and said, “Philip, you really can’t touch Spencer at the moment. Do you know who he is?”

Philip raised his eyebrow and said with a frown, “The second person in charge of the Dunley family. Is that wrong?”

Fennel replied, “You’re wrong. Spencer’s identity is not just as simple as the second person in charge of the Dunley family.”

“He has other identities?” Philip asked in surprise.

“He’s a disciple of the door.” Fennel dropped the bombshell.

Philip was astounded. His expression tensed as he asked, “What did you say? Spencer Dunley is a disciple of the door? In which zone?”

Hiss!

No wonder!

Philip could not see through Spencer just now.

“That’s not the question you should be asking. He’s the king, once the king of disciples in the fourth zone,” Fennel said with a sigh.

Sterling Dunley was actually one of the elders of the five pavilions?

To say that they were the two lords of the Dunley family was truly not an exaggeration.

Philip’s face was grave as he added, “I’ll return to Uppercreek immediately. I need your help to unlock my body’s potential.”

“No need, I’m already here. I can take a look at Spencer for you first,” Fennel said flatly.

Hearing that, Philip was taken aback and asked, “Why are you in Hampton? Are you going to deal with Spencer?”

At this moment, Fennel was standing at the main entrance of the Dunley family’s manor in Hampton. He carried a halberd wrapped in black cloth, which was branded with many obscure ancient characters, on his back. He raised his head and looked at the white marble gate with the words ‘Dunley Manor’.

With a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, he said into the phone, “You need to remember one phrase and this is also my first lesson to you, a king does not meet another king. If the kings meet, blood will shed for a hundred miles!”