The First Heir

It was a rather amusing scene.

Canon burst out laughing and looked at Philip with pity in his eyes. “Oh Phil, you poor thing. Even your own mother-in-law doesn’t acknowledge you. What happened to your old spark and pride? Someone like you is not qualified to inherit the main family’s fortunes!”

“Not qualified, you say?”

Philip’s head was slightly lowered as he looked at Wynn on the couch. “True, I was not qualified to say that the past few years, but…”

All of a sudden, he looked up at Canon with wilful eyes and said angrily, “Mere mites like you will never understand what I truly possess! You will never have the qualifications I do! The main family will always reign above the branches!”

Rage flaring in his eyes, Philip made the first move, going so quickly that Canon never even saw how he did it!

Canon’s gaze shifted. He never thought Philip would be such a good fighter!

But how was that possible?

Canon was stunned as he watched Philip get rid of all the bodyguards he had brought along.

Those men were the best of the best among the family’s trainees. Each of them could fight ten men on their own!

Now, however, they were each taken down with a single kick, as feeble and helpless as straw men!

Canon’s face was as white as a sheet. He stood there, trembling, too afraid to say a word or even breathe too loudly.

had just witnessed Philip knocking down

the bodyguards laid out on the floor were

How can you fight like that? Who are

taking several steps back.

How could this be?

in the past three years. Why

your cousin,

steps toward Canon, who was so scared that

fear, falling flat onto his backside. He kept trying to scuttle back and away from Philip, his breathing quick and jagged as he whined, “W-What do you want? I’m the sixth young master and heir to the

“The sixth young master?”

to challenge me on my turf? What right do you have to hit my wife and daughter? You’re forcing me

Bam!

out his foot and

Pshh!

spray of blood erupted from Canon’s mouth. He felt like he had broken a few ribs, that piercing pain so intense he could barely

you do when you meet an heir from the

Philip roared!

his chest, blood leaking from the corners of

scared of you?

bodyguard to stand by outside. The man had stayed

He howled at Philip, “No matter how good you are, Philip, even if you did manage to take everyone else

and more ruthless. Looking at the shadow approaching them, he yelled, “Kill

However!