The First Heir

Suddenly, a sharp and angry shout resounded like tolling bells.

“Presumptuous! Does the branch family have any respect for me, Tim Clarke, at all? How dare you point guns at my nephew here? Do you want to die?”

Tim stood with his hands behind his back at the front of the family. Without turning around, his eyes were gazing straight ahead at the flower stands and flower wreaths in front. As soon as he finished speaking, the people of the main family behind him made a path for him.

Then, Tim turned around while dressed in a black suit. He had his hands behind his back and walked steadily toward Wade and the others with chills all over his body.

He swept his gaze over the guards of the branch family who raised their guns and said, “Put your guns down or be killed!”

Seeing Tim‘s appearance, the guards of the branch family looked at each other but still waited for Wade’s order.

Wade chuckled, turned to Tim, and said, “Tim, they’re the guards of our branch family. Now that I’m here, what right do you have to command them?”

Hearing that, Tim glanced sideways at Wade indifferently and asked, “Are you saying that with you around, my orders are useless?”

“Of

Boom!

He kicked

he flew out like

Clang!

the stands fell with loud clatters. Wade rolled to the ground and felt as if his back

all, Wade had practiced martial arts, and his body was strong, so he could resist this kick. If he were an ordinary person, however, he would have died on the

dare

clutched his stomach and endured the pain in his back. He got up from the ground with

full of hatred. All members of the branch family were

domineering. He just kicked out without any warning at all. He was the second old master of the main family, and his actions represented the intentions of the main family. If he struck out like this, did that mean that the main and

the members of the branch family and