The First Heir

At this time, the little white cat looked at Philip curiously before it jumped from his shoulder to his hand.

It looked at the wound and shook its head, and a puzzled look crossed its eyes. It stuck out its tongue and tentatively licked the wound. In the next second, its eyes lit up as if it had eaten something delicious. It started to frantically lick Philip’s palm.

Philip looked down at the strange touch and was confused by the little white cat’s action.

What was that little thing doing, eating poison?

“What the heck? Don’t poison yourself to death!” Philip exclaimed and tried to push the cat aside, but he was stunned the next second.

He found that his wound had healed and the poison had disappeared completely as if nothing had ever happened before.

“Did the little thing do this?” Philip looked at the little white cat that was still unsatisfied and felt doubtful.

there was an antidote, it was impossible to recover

to give it to him, but

its lips after eating and jumped

before he realized that he seemed to have picked

it’s a snack…’ Philip mumbled under

was tired, so he stopped and started dozing off instead. However, he

he was afraid that the thief

was or what it represented, but the thief seemed aware, so he had

young men looked at the body of the rich young man on the

what should we do? If we tell the patriarch, can we

what

we say he went