The First Heir

Wynn was wearing a pair of high heels. When she walked to Philip, her heels clicked on the ground like a piano recital. She looked panic-stricken.

She was a woman, after all. The smell of blood was in the air, and there were broken arms scattered all over the floor. Each severed limb was covered in blood. She wanted to vomit, but she held it in.

30 to 40 men were trying to chop someone up in broad daylight. The scene looked like a warzone, and the ground was painted with blood.

If Philip were not here, she could not imagine what would have happened instead.

Philip looked at Wynn who was standing next to him. There was a gentle smile on his face.

Just like that, under everyone’s watchful gaze, Philip reached out an arm and grabbed Wynn’s tiny waist.

Wynn shivered. She looked at Philip in disbelief.

Was Philip still her spineless husband?

When did he have these skills? He looked like an assassin in the movies.

Philip chuckled and grabbed Wynn’s hand. He asked, “Are you ready?”

Wynn furrowed her brows and let out a long exhale. “I’m ready.”

Then, Philip walked out with Wynn while everyone watched.

An unexplainable feeling rose into Wynn’s heart when Philip grabbed her hand. The worries in her heart vanished in an instant.

front of them all backed away and made way for them. None of them dared to touch

Death radiating from his body. His imposing

He grabbed his saber and pointed at Philip who was approaching him. He yelled, “Chop him to pieces! Whoever kills

said that,

an eye, that person flew backward like a streamline. With a thud, he fell and rolled backward

brothers who were backing away, Mitch’s heart was engulfed

knife and stood forward. He yelled, “I’m going

Clank!

of knives making contact with each other resounded, then a broken blade flew across the air and landed on the floor. It produced a

it against Mitch’s neck. The bloody knife slashed

was shaking uncontrollably. His left hand was still holding the knife in a chopping position, but the blade of

his face like

was shaking. He had lost the will

he was holding the hand of the beautiful woman. He had a knife against Mitch’s neck, yet

His eyes were like sharp knives. It broke his final line of defense, and at this moment, he felt like he was taking the most difficult walk

feeling the threat of death so

at him? It was the normal reaction to being faced with such a powerful

Mitch, I don’t think you can do well in the face

were already drenched with his sweat. He did not have

beg for mercy from this God of

he cross this God of Death? He was really digging his

doing something so dangerous for just

how he threatened Philip