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.

in front of them all backed away and made way for them. None of

Philip had the air of the God of Death radiating from his

pointed at Philip who was approaching

he said that, someone

streamline. With

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

stood forward.

Clank!

broken blade flew across the air

hand and placed it against Mitch’s neck. The bloody knife slashed a thin red line on his neck. Blood began dripping

shaking uncontrollably. His left hand was still holding the knife in a

cold sweat and beads of it were rolling down his face like a waterfall.

was shaking. He had lost the

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

like sharp knives. It broke his final line of defense, and at this moment, he felt

He was feeling the threat of death so up close that

the normal reaction to being faced with such a powerful

do well in the face of fear. Why? Do you

His clothes were already drenched with his sweat. He did not have the imposing manner he had just now.

kneel and beg

Why did he cross this God

doing something so dangerous for

back to how he threatened Philip just now, he was truly asking