The First Heir

While Jean taunted the guards, he repeatedly turned around to show off to his cousins.

“C’mon! Shoot me if you have the balls!”

Jean was drunk and fearless right now, pointing to his head as he challenged the guards.

The captain in charge had already raised his gun and was looking through his scope. “We received orders to remove Gerard Clarke’s family branch from Arcadia. Get down on the ground and put your hands behind your head! If you disobey, we will shoot to kill!”

Shoot to kill?!

His declaration made the young branch family heirs and heiresses turn pale.

Jean was taken aback too, but then he laughed wildly. “Hey hey hey, have those helmets given you guys concussions or something? The nerve of you to say something like that! You want to banish our family?”

“Yeah, what a joke! Know your place, how dare you address your masters like that!”

“You’re just a pack of guard dogs, remember that!”

“Notify the branch family guards, chase them out of here!”

The young masters and ladies began to riot.

Jean was used to having his way, so he sauntered up to the armed guards and barked at them, “Let’s see you try to chase me out today! Go on! Shoot!”

roar sent his

Jean,

you, Master Jean! I

“Jean, Jean, Jean!”

brought onto the island whooped and cheered, waving their

Bam!

All of a sudden!

was the bang of

rioting masses

Bathump!

his

a bullet hole in the middle of his forehead, and his

young and handsome Master Jean did not even know why

“Ah!”

immediately panicked and scattered to

daughters-in-law of the branch family had never before seen the main family’s

Banish them all, and any who resist will be

next moment, the armed guards all surged forward and

scene repeated itself countless times in this area, throughout

or so of Clarke’s men had gathered all of Gerard’s descendants from the outskirts to a small plaza at the center of the

armed helicopters hovering in the air above the plaza, their floodlights

and the gusts of wind they blew about made

time, in Gerard’s