The First Heir

Before they fell asleep, there was a knock on the rest cabin door. The knock sounded unhurried and courteous.

Panther immediately stood on alert. Although he entered the middle floor normally, Philip did not, so he could be regarded as a smuggled immigrant.

Philip also sat upright. Although he did not know who the visitor was, it should be related to the previous incident. After all, looking at Panther’s expression, it was obviously not someone he knew.

Philip was all the more unknown on the middle floor so this result was easy to judge. However, they were now stuck in this rest cabin, almost impossible to up and leave.

Philip said to Panther, “Open the door. I think they’re here for the incident earlier.”

Panther stared at Philip grimly without speaking. However, he knew how troublesome this matter was. If Philip’s identity was found out, he would be implicated too.

“If I didn’t speak later, don’t say a word either. Don’t let the cat out of the bag.”

glanced at Philip worriedly before he got up, walked over, and opened the

wearing simple armor of the same

open, they asked Panther very respectfully, “May I know if the person who took care of Mr. Cusack is staying

without beating around

even thought of how to explain Philip’s background. He never expected that these people would directly ask him

was simply

Philip and nod subconsciously. This unconscious action also answered those

up and approached them. Those people smiled when

to come with us and tell us about the Square Cage in detail. Is it convenient for

did

and domineering, but

world. The tougher the fist, the more respect one would earn.