The First Heir

After a few brief glances, Philip understood the strength of the people in the room.

These people, with ruthless glints and killing intent in their eyes, were villains who had experienced life and death. Such ferocity was not an emotion but a kind of savagery imprinted in the bones. If Philip was never with the Dragon Warriors, he would not be able to deal with these people.

Seeing Philip being brought in, the few guys in the room flicked him a cold glance before minding their own business or closing their eyes to rest.

It seemed that no one took Philip seriously.

The only difference was that Philip’s clothes were different from their prison uniforms.

Philip chose a corner and sat down, his mind racing with thoughts. He was wondering who wanted him dead this time or if they wanted to keep him locked up in here forever.

The biggest possibility was that former supreme. However, the territory of Charbury was not affiliated with that guy.

was a

thought about it, he simply lay on the

recorded by the camera

time in an office, Hal respectfully said to the back of a valiant looking person in front of him, “Miss Una, that person has been brought in and is now locked in Warehouse 8. As per your instructions, some bloodthirsty killers

in front was not at all simple. It was someone from

instructions Hal Weiss received were to act

“Very good.”

her hands behind her

tell that this figure belonged to a woman. She wore a lavender tight-fitting outfit, had a hot figure,

about to bloom.

she turned around. Her face was so beautiful that Hal Weiss, who had

first time he saw such a beautiful woman. Especially her lavender eyes that were like deep pools of temptation. They seemed to exude attractive magic that made people unconsciously want