The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Looking at the other party, Jonas was dumbfounded.

Fortune-telling was not supposed to be used for everything. The way of the heavens was unpredictable. No one knew if Nigella had other hidden means that could kill Philip. Besides, Jonas was reluctant to take any risks now.

After struggling for a while, Jonas made a prediction. He looked up at Philip, his expression a little helpless.

"The prediction shows that you should be on equal footing with Nigella, but Nigella seems to have a very strong trump card. If she uses it, her chances of winning will be 80%!"

"This prediction doesn't look good. Mayor, let's not fight," Jonas persuaded Philip helplessly.

Philip raised his eyebrow and said, "Oh, really? I'm more interested after hearing that. I haven't been defeated much since I started practicing. I really want to see how strong Nigella is."

Philip was not a pompous person. Although Nigella was strong, Philip was not weak either.

had a trump

that the imprints of the nine royal families

He said no more

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those people standing at the gate with a cold face and

fell behind her back like a

other than Nigella

had completely recovered by now, and his level had reached the pseudo holy tier. He was quite high-spirited, eager to enter the upper echelons of Asteroid City again and gain more power.

with displeasure on his face, "Cut the crap and get Philip to come out. If we determine that he's qualified to be a member of the White Marsh royal family, we'll leave immediately. If not, we'll kill

us again, we'll destroy you today! By that time, even the Beelzebub royal family can't speak up for