The First Heir

A group of fully armed guards in combat uniforms rushed into the hall of the manor at this moment, and the frightened guests scattered in all directions. All the guards had epaulets on their shoulders. At a glance, it was obvious they had gone through formal training.

As soon as they appeared, everyone broke out into discussions.

“Oh my, those are the guards on duty at Port Sendona! They’re Warwick’s people!”

“Whoa! Now, that stupid Easterner will have to pay the price!”

“Hehe, he messed with Commander Warwick and even injured him. Even if he’s executed, nothing will happen.”

their might, full of gloating hostility toward Philip and the others. Philip merely glanced around briefly with a

like he was not going to let Philip

Warwick stepped forward while flanked by two guards in combat uniforms. He walked up to Philip and stared at him coldly. He stretched out the fingers of his other hand, poked Philip in the chest, and cursed, “You stupid pig! Now, I’m poking your chest just like this. What can you do to me? How dare you mess with me? You’re courting death! Don’t you know that this is my territory? You’re just a stupid and ignorant Easterner! Get down on your knees, apologize to

and ridiculed, not taking Philip and the others seriously

radical racist. In his opinion, apart from the Westerners, everyone else was inferior. They were only worthy to be their slaves! Moreover, he had a deep

only insulted him but also injured him. Warwick must

frowned and said, “Do you want to blow this matter out