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.”

before he got up, walked over,

outside the door wearing simple armor of the same style, obviously belonging to the

the door open, they asked Panther very respectfully, “May I know if the person who took care of

beating around

He never expected

was simply beyond his

help but glance back at Philip and nod subconsciously. This unconscious action also answered those

them. Those people smiled

to come with

Draco Corps spoke very politely, which Philip did not expect. Moreover, they were completely different from

domineering, but these people were really

the rule of this world. The tougher the fist, the more respect one would earn. However,