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.

away and made way for them. None of them dared to

of the God of Death radiating from his

at Philip who was approaching him. He yelled, “Chop him to pieces! Whoever kills him, I’ll let him be the

said that,

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

were backing away, Mitch’s heart was engulfed with flames of

forward. He yelled, “I’m

Clank!

making contact with each other resounded, then a broken blade flew across the air

knife slashed a thin red

was still holding the knife in a chopping position, but the blade of the knife was

of it were rolling down his face like a waterfall. At

entire body was shaking. He had lost the will

woman. He had a knife against Mitch’s

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

of death

It was the normal reaction

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

were already drenched with his sweat. He did not have the

kneel and beg for mercy

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

so dangerous for just two

Philip just now, he