The First Heir

Seeing Wallace motionless, Philip continued, “Why? Are you scared?”

The corners of Wallace’s mouth twitched as his eyes flashed. He said angrily, “Men, cut off their left hands!”

As soon as his voice fell, several of Wallace’s subordinates rushed into the hall and drew their daggers from their waists.

“Mr. Phoenix, please spare us!”

The dozen people who were kneeling panicked at the moment, desperately begging for mercy.

However, Wallace just waved his hand.

Swoosh!

Sounds of swishing daggers fell.

For a moment, the stench of blood permeated the whole hall, and everyone’s ears were filled with sounds of howls and wails.

“Drag them out!” Wallace gritted his teeth. “Send people to clean the floor!”

dragged out while several others rushed in to

ten minutes, the hall was restored, but there was

teeth. With dormant hatred in his eyes, he squeezed out a smile and said, “Young Master Clarke, are

people. When the time comes, I’ll get someone to pixelate the video and broadcast it to the entire Phoenicia. Surely all the townspeople will admire

phone in his hand and smiled slightly

the video, the scene from just

this, Wallace’s demeanor

“You

are you talking about? Didn’t you say you want to give me

as he clenched

swallow this insult. He could not

F*ck!

Wallace cursed inwardly.

Philip anymore, so he decided to send them out. Since things had progressed this far, he could no longer be

said, “Mr. Phoenix, don’t be in such a hurry. There’s one more person to deal

away,

afterward, he saw a figure

Boom!

was shoved to the ground