The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 1283

Philip nodded silently without commenting.

“By the way, Young Master Clarke, during my absence, I’d like to ask you to take care of Lydia for me,” Jacob said with a slight bow.

Philip quickly grabbed Jacob and asked, “How many days do you plan to be away?”

Jacob said in a light-hearted manner, “Four to five days, perhaps. For this trip, I don’t intend to return alive. If something happens to me, I hope you can give your full support to the Jensen family.”

Philip frowned and said, “Is it such a serious matter?”

Jacob said, “Young Master Clarke, you know too little about the national martial arts circle. I’m already old. I just hope I can use what’s left of my life to suppress these national martial arts families and seek a decade of stability for this industry.”

“I’ll ask Mobius and the others to go with you,” Philip said urgently. He could see that Jacob was already prepared to die out on the field.

“It won’t be necessary.” Jacob shook his head and said, “Aces are not allowed to strike at national martial arts families and forces. This is a staunch rule.”

Philip was taken aback at those words and looked at Jacob in confusion, asking, “Then what are you doing?”

Jacob shook his head and said, “I’m already old. Those false titles mean nothing to me. They can take it away if they wish. Moreover, there must be Aces sitting in the national martial arts circle to deter external forces from world martial arts, such as Fusha.”

Up till this point, Philip had not said anything else.

After bidding farewell to Jacob, Philip returned to the hotel.

What surprised him was that Martha Yates was here, and she was in a wheelchair.

Philip was puzzled. How did she get here?

Martha was drinking the coffee served by Wynn. When she saw Philip appear at the door of the suite, her face instantly turned grim as she grunted. “Rubbish!”

Although her voice was soft, Wynn still heard it and glared at Martha who was sitting in a wheelchair with her arms and legs in casts.

Philip was also helpless. Even at this point, Martha still did not know how to restrain her temper.

“Why is Mom here?”

Philip originally asked Wynn, but once Martha heard it, she found it ear-piercing and angrily yelled, “Why? Don’t you even welcome me anymore? Philip Clarke, do you see me as an invalid because I’m in a wheelchair and can’t move my arms and legs? Are you looking down on me?”

“Mom, Philip didn’t mean that.”