The First Heir

The grand elder held a black cane, looked at Philip coldly, and said, “On your knees!”

Philip knelt without any struggle or resistance.

Smack!

The grand elder raised the cane in his hand high in the air and slapped it across Philip’s shoulder with a black stream of light!

Instantly, the clothes on Philip’s shoulder ripped apart from the impact!

Philip also muffled a grunt. The ripped jacket on his shoulders revealed a white shirt but it was quickly dyed red with blood.

Seeing this scene, Wynn was very distressed and anxious. She knelt in front of Philip with Mila in her arms and blocked the next strike from the grand elder. She exclaimed, “Grand Elder, it’s all my fault. It‘s all because of me that Philip did that. If you want to punish someone, hit me.”

The grand elder‘s eyes went cold at this scene as he shouted, “Do you think I don’t dare to hit you?”

With that said, the grand elder raised the cane in his hand and was about to strike.

She ran over, hugged Philip‘s shoulder, and wailed, “Dad is hurt. Dad is bleeding.

at the grand elder with big tearful eyes, pursed her lips, and cried, “You’re a bad person. You hit my

hardly bear it and the cane in

and said, “Mila, I’m fine. It doesn’t

that, Philip looked at Wynn. With tears in her eyes, Wynn hugged

the side. This is an internal matter of

care. I don’t want anything from the Clarke family. It’s no big deal if we leave. Let’s go, okay?

smiled, touched Wynn’s delicate cheek, and said,

the guard beside him, “Pull the young

guards walked over and pulled Wynn and

Smack!

cane in the grand elder’s hand was raised once again and struck Philip’s shoulder fiercely. This time, more blood

watched with enjoyment. Their

Arrogant?

not arrogant