Gunshot! Philip stood in the rain, soaked to the skin. His suit was dripping, as were the bangs on his forehead. He held up the golden Desert Eagle with the muzzle smoking. Many members of the Clarke family were indeed shocked by the shooting scene they just witnessed in the rain. That was because Philip had really fired at Morrow! “Argh!” A miserable scream echoed loudly. Morrow fell in the rain. He was shot in the leg, and bright red instantly dyed the rainwater around him. He clutched his thigh, wailing and howling. He roared a t Philip. “Philip boy, kill me if you have the guts! Do it!” “Do you think I dare not?” Philip’s eyes were cold, and the Desert Eagle in his hand burst with sparks! Three shots were fired into Morrow’s chest. Instantly, blood gushed from Morrow’s mouth and he fell on his back in the rain. The cold rain hit his face. At the last moment, he coughed up blood and said with a miserable laugh, “Roger Clarke, until the day you die, you’ll never find out who tampered… Tampered with the plan back then…” After saying these words, Morrow took his last breath. Seeing this scene, Wade roared. “Morrow? Morrow!” Then, he turned around. His eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Philip and yelled, “Philip boy, you’re committing parricide! This is an unpardonable sin! You’re a wicked and evil person!” Philip’s eyes narrowed as he aimed his gtm at Wade and said coldly, “Do you want to die too?” As soon as he said that, the sound of footsteps treading on water could be heard in the direction of the doorway. Following that, a cold voice was heard, “Philip Clarke, you killed the bloodline of the branch family and slain the guards of my branch family. If the patriarch doesn’t punish you today, I’ll personally take care of you!”

With those words, everyone turned to look. In the direction of the doorway, Christian Clarke was dressed in a gray coat. With his hands behind his back, he stepped in. His eyes were cold. He kept staring at Roger behind Philip and said, “Big Brother, it’s been a long time.” Roger’s eyes turned cold as he looked at Christian and asked, “Are you already halfway to the other side?” Christian walked into the ancestral hall with a smile. The raindrops could not even get an inch closer to him as if there was an invisible barrier that isolated the rain from him. After that, he said with a faint smile, “Thanks to your guidance, I’ve seen the door and become one of the doorkeepers. I also caught a glimpse of the view on the other side.” Hearing that, Roger frowned and sighed before he asked, “Did your branch family send Tucker Stone here?” Christian did not deny it but said instead, “District 12 has something I can make use of. This is simply mutual assistance and mutual benefit.” Roger laughed and said, “So, what is your purpose today?” Christian smiled, glanced at Morrow on the ground, and pointed at Philip next to him while saying, “Not only do I want to revoke his status as the heir, but I also want his arms, legs, and blood. I wonder if you agree.” Silence. Dead silence. It was as if time had stopped in the ancestral hall. Everyone felt like a big stone was weighing upon their hearts. Moreover, everyone clearly felt the pressure here getting stronger and stronger. This pressure originated from the two people standing in the hall. The head of the Clarke family and the Chieftain of the branch family.