Liam was dumbfounded and felt humiliated as if he had been made use of. He realized that Werner was not here for him but just passing by. Liam was disoriented, and his chest felt stuffy. The few rich friends behind him who were dressed very fashionably also kept their mouths shut, but a trace of a sneer appeared in their eyes. “Damn it, what Young Master Clarke? How could he make Werner Peters run out in such a hurry?” Liam muttered and turned to his friends. All of them shook their heads and said with a shrug, “Don’t know, never heard of him.” “Hey, I remember that there was a Young Master Clarke who caused a big commotion some time ago, the one who defeated Fusha during the world tournament. Could it be him?” someone suddenly said. Instantly, everyone nodded and said, “Yes, it’s possible. No, I’m almost certain that’s him!” “Well, should we go and take a look? That guy must certainly not be an ordinary person if Werner Peters came out to greet him in person,” someone suggested. Liam raised his eyebrows, waved his hand, and said sullenly, “Let’s go. I Want to see this Young Master Clarke who can make the boss of the Imperial Court appear in person!” After saying that, they walked from the main hall to the entrance in a bustle. Meanwhile, at the entrance. Werner had already caught up with Philip and shouted, “Young Master Clarke, please hold on. I’m the owner of the Imperial Court, Werner Peters.” Philip stopped in his tracks, looked at the middle aged man running toward him with some confusion, and asked, “You are?”

“Young Master Clarke, I didn’t know you were coming. I’m sorry for not welcoming you. This is the Supreme VIP membership card of the Imperial Court. I hope you can accept it.” Werner respectfully handed out the membership card with both his hands. He had already made up his mind to befriend Philip today. Philip looked at Werner indifferently, took the Supreme VIP membership card, and said casually, “Thank you.” After saying that, he turned around and walked away. Not far away, Liam stood at the door with his friends. They were just in time to see Werner respectfully handing the membership card and saw the other party turn around to leave. However, due to the distance and their line of sight being obstructed, they did not see the other party’s appearance clearly. They only saw his back. “Hey, that… Isn’t that Philip Clarke from just now? He’s wearing the same clothes!” In the crowd, someone exclaimed in shock! Everyone gasped! The resemblance was uncanny! However, how was that possible? How could a loser like Philip make Werner treat him so respectfully? Everyone stopped talking, their expressions looking very gloomy. “Don‘t be ridiculous! How could a piece of trash like him be the said Young Master Clarke?” Liam shouted indignantly with a deep frown. He was also very suspicious. It could not be Philip, right? Probably not. “Forget it, let’s go back,” Liam said. He led the group of people and retraced their steps, but he still looked back once in a while.