The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

“What are you doing!” Kenneth Hane hugged his broken arm, and his eyebrows furrowed into a line. “Don’t hit people in their faces and don’t laugh at other people’s poverty. What I hate most is being threatened and my brothers being threatened.” Philip sneered with ice in his eyes, making Kenneth tremble as he watched. “You… I dare you to touch me again!”

Kenneth shouted, trying to embolden himself. The look in that guy’s eyes was too terrifying. When their gazes collided for a moment just now, Kenneth was already drenched in a cold sweat! “A load of nonsense!” Philip snorted frostily and raised his hand for a loud smack! The scene fell into silence! Deathly silence! He really dared to hit him! Crazy! Philip must be mad! This was everyone’s thoughts! Kenneth was stunned for a moment before he roared hysterically, “You… He…” Smack! Another slap from Philip—clean and decisive, without any hesitation! Everyone fainted! The expression on Marilyn’s face changed drastically. Her face flushed. With widened eyes, her jaw dropped. She pulled at Melody Zander’s arm and shouted, “Your boyfriend must be mad! Why don’t you hurry up and stop him! If he continues fighting like this, none of us can leave here today!”

raised her hand for another slap and shouted, “Shut up!” Everyone fainted once again! They were a couple indeed. Their methods of fighting were the same! Four Dixon was both excited and worried. He was excited because he had always wanted to teach a playboy like Kenneth a good lesson as this man was always walking around with his nose high up in the air and never treated Four as a human being. He was worried because Brother Clarke had offended the Hane family by beating Kenneth up. Provoking the Hane family was tantamount to digging a grave for oneself, and it would be almost impossible to survive in Riverdale again. “Damn it! If I can’t stay in Riverdale, I can just change to another place! With Brother Clarke around, what am I afraid of!” Four Dixon secretly made up his mind. Peyton and the others, who cheered the loudest before this, now shut their mouths and hid at the corner without saying another word. They had painful expressions on their faces. “Unwilling to yield?” Philip sneered. The look in Kenneth’s eyes

foolish just now.” The expression on Peyton’s face was as ugly as if he had eaten poop. He did not expect Kenneth to leave with his tail tucked between his legs. “Haha.” Philip chuckled coldly, then turned to face

his fists tightly while walking toward Peyton. He grabbed him