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.

and made way

Philip had the air of the God of Death

so tightly. He grabbed his saber and pointed at Philip who was approaching him. He yelled, “Chop him to pieces! Whoever kills him, I’ll let him be the

he said that, someone

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

away, Mitch’s heart was engulfed with

knife and stood forward. He yelled,

Clank!

broken blade flew across the air and landed on the floor. It produced a loud

The bloody knife slashed a thin red line on his neck.

hand was still holding the knife in

drenched in cold sweat and beads of it were rolling down his

He had lost

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

It

trembling all over. He was feeling the threat of death so up close that it even made

was the normal reaction to being faced

do well in the face of fear.

with his sweat. He did not have the imposing manner he had just

kneel and beg for mercy

was extremely remorseful now. Why did he cross this God

dangerous for just two million

back to how he threatened Philip just now,