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.

backed away and made way for them.

the air of the God of Death radiating from his

tightly. He grabbed his saber and pointed at Philip who was approaching

he said that,

a blink of an eye, that person flew backward like a streamline. With a

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

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

Clank!

blade flew across the air and landed on the floor.

neck. The bloody knife slashed a thin red line

left hand was still holding the knife in a chopping position, but

of it were rolling down his face like a waterfall. At this moment, he felt that death was approaching

was shaking. He had

knife against Mitch’s neck, yet his face was calm. It was as if

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

threat of death so

would laugh at him? It was the normal reaction to being faced with

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

He did not have the imposing manner he had just now. He stammered, “No…

kneel and beg for mercy

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

was doing something so dangerous

back to how he threatened Philip