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.”

he got up, walked over, and

armor of the same style, obviously

asked Panther very respectfully, “May I know

beating

to explain Philip’s background. He never expected that these people would directly ask him if the person who took care

was simply beyond his

Philip and

got up and approached them. Those people smiled

come with us and tell us about

the Draco Corps spoke very politely, which Philip did not expect. Moreover, they

domineering, but these

tougher the fist, the more respect one would earn.