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. None of them

had the air of the God of Death radiating from

and pointed at Philip who was approaching him. He yelled, “Chop

he said that,

streamline. With a thud, he fell and rolled backward on the ground. Then, he was

brothers who were backing away,

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

Clank!

then a broken blade flew across the air and landed on the floor.

neck. The bloody knife slashed a thin red line on his neck. Blood began dripping from the tip of

the knife in a chopping position, but the blade of the knife

of it were rolling down his face like a waterfall.

was shaking. He had lost the

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

he could feel his entire body going cold. 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 up close that it even made him wet

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

do well in the face of fear. Why? Do

His clothes were already drenched with his sweat. He did not have

badly to kneel and beg for

cross this God of Death? He

dangerous for

how he threatened Philip just