Chapter 2204
The First Heir
At night, Philip stood in the yard of his residence with his hands in his trouser pockets. He looked up at
the bright moon and stars in the sky. The sky was filled with stars, forming a vast starry map.
As he looked at the shining stars, he suddenly thought of his mother for a moment.
He remembered when he was young, he would lean into his motherâs arms and smell the faint
fragrance of her body. He listened to her counting the stars and the stories he told her.
âWhatâs the matter? What are you thinking? Itâs getting windy. Put your coat on.â
Suddenly, a soft voice of concern sounded at Philipâs side.
Philip looked sideways and swept Wynn into his arms. Wynn accompanied Philip to look at the stars in
the sky.
âWynnie, tomorrow is the ancestor commemoration ceremony,â Philip said.
Wynn hummed and asked, âWhat about it?â
Philip thought about it but was hesitant to speak. He was really worried that Wynn would suffer from
harm during the event. However, the branch family had set things in motion, and there was no turning
back for many things.
During the ceremony tomorrow, Wynn would have to endure no less than him. Many things might take
a big turn tomorrow.
Philip was taking a gamble.
âItâs nothing. During the ceremony, Iâll do my best to protect you and the children,â Philip said with a
smile.
Wynn looked up at Philip, wondering why he suddenly said this. She asked, âPhil, are you hiding
something from me?â
Philip shook his head and said, âNo, stop thinking about it. You just sat down with me not long ago.â
***
On this side, unusual activities could already be seen in various districts under the jurisdiction of the
branch family on Arcadia Island. Countless fully armed guards appeared from every corner and got into
the black commercial vehicles that merged into the traffic.
Their destination was the largest square in each district. At this moment, the area within a five-mile
radius of the squares was under lockdown!
Vehicles were only allowed to enter but not to exit. Even the nearby signals were cut off.
As far as the eyes could see, thousands of heavily armed soldiers stood in the small squares of all the
districts under the control of the branch family. Their combat uniforms were all black, and they were
equipped with the most advanced weapons. Everyone wore a hood and helmet. Except for their two
eyes, nothing else could be seen.
At this moment, a man appeared on the huge electronic display screen in front of the square. It was
none other than Wade Clarke.
At this moment, he was also wearing a black combat uniform. With his hands behind his back, his face
was cold as he said solemnly, âAll death warriors of the branch family, tomorrow is the ancestor
commemoration ceremony. Itâs time for you to show your allegiance to the branch family with your life
and blood! Now, let me ask you. Whoâs the one feeding you?â
âThe branch family!â
A chorus of shouts resounded throughout the area.
âWho gave you everything?â
âThe branch family!â
âTo whom do you owe your allegiance?â
âThe branch family!â
âThe branch family!â
For a while, the voices rumbled.
Wade looked at the group of death warriors who had been raised by the branch family for ten years
with satisfaction before saying solemnly, âLetâs go!â