Chapter 2913

Philip returned to the hotel where Fennel and the others were waiting for him.

“An old beggar came over just now and asked me to give this to you,” Fennel said with a piece of

broken jade in his hand.

Philip took the jade and glanced at it. It seemed quite unusual, like a part of a larger object.

“What old beggar?” Philip asked.

Fennel shook his head and said he did not know. Philip frowned, looked at the jade again, and decided

not to dwell on it.

“By the way, Windsor Well just sent someone over to tell us that the Treasure-Digging Event at the

Mystic Cave will be held ahead of schedule,” Fennel said.

“Ahead of schedule? When?” Philip asked.

“Tomorrow,” Fennel said.

Philip scowled and frowned.

Why would the Treasure-Digging Event be brought forward?

“Anything else?” Philip asked.

Fennel said, “He also wants to know if you’ve thought about it.”

Philip pondered and said, “What do you think?”

Fennel said, “I don’t think it’s necessary to work with Windsor. We have our ways.”

Philip nodded and said, “Let’s just tell him that we won’t work with him.”

Soon, Windsor received Philip’s reply.

“Dragon King Well, Philip Clarke has refused,” his subordinate said with a bow.

Windsor smiled and said, “Okay, you may leave.”

Then, he put his hands behind his back, looked at the distant sky with narrowed eyes, and muttered

under his breath, “Then don‘t blame me for being ruthless…”

“Contact Nightingale and tell him to take action!”

***

In the night.

Philip lay on the bed and thought about the people and things he had encountered in Mystic City in the

past few days as well as his control over the upcoming situation.

People from the Heavenly Court, the Dunley family, Claus Motley, Windsor Well, and the first Dragon

King who could not be named.

There were signs of Fitzgerald Hale behind Windsor too. The Mystic Cave and the treasure of the

ancient sage. His mother’s secret vault too. Everything was related to Mystic City in the northwest.

What exactly was going on here? So many forces and people were involved.

As Philip pondered, he suddenly heard a slight movement outside the window. He was not asleep in

the first place, so he got up in the dark and pressed close to the wall.

After a while, a black figure appeared on the window edge, pried open the glass nimbly, and tiptoed

into the room. In the dark, Philip held his breath and observed the other party’s movements. He

rummaged around the house for a while as if he was looking for something. Then, he took out a syringe

containing pale golden liquid and tiptoed to the bedside.

When he lifted the blanket and found no one on the bed, he turned around abruptly!

Philip quickly sprang into action at this time and punched the man’s head. The guy blocked with both

arms, but he still flew out and crashed heavily into the wall!

Boom!

The wall cracked!

However, the man was fine. Instead, he quickly pulled out a dagger from his waist and stabbed Philip in

the chest.

Philip frowned. This guy was not simple. Such skills and strength!

Philip’s punch just now contained the strength of the sixth zone. The opponent actually withstood it!

Swish!

The dagger that flashed with coldness slashed across Philip’s chest. Philip turned sideways and kicked

out at the same time!

“’Who are you?” Philip barked.

The other party smiled menacingly and said, “The person who’s going to kill you!”