Chapter 2674
The First Heir
Philip was furious and smashed the wine glass in his hand. At this moment, he was full of chills. The
killing intent filled the entire suite.
Leon Jefferson also scowled. He clenched his fists angrily and said, âYoung Patriarch Clarke, Ernest
Turner and his people are too vicious to think of such a malicious trick! The killers they secretly sent out
last night were all expert disciples with strength in the fifth zone. For them to deal with secular people is
simply massacre!â
âThe Warren family and Hart family, including all the servants and non-core personnel were slaughtered
overnight! The remaining head of the Warren family, including Ray Warrenâs brother and sister-in-law
as well as Tony Hartâs daughter were all kidnapped. Their bodies werenât found at the scene.â
At this point, Leonâs anger became more intense. He never expected that. Ernest and Cyril would do
such an inhumane thing just to lower their odds of winning!
Overnight, 72 people died tragically!
The important members of the Warren and Hart families also disappeared.
After Leon learned about it, he quickly dispatched people for search and rescue but found nothing.
From the clues found on the scene, they could only determine that these people came from the North.
After careful thought, it was not difficult to guess who the mastermind behind this was.
After listening to Leon, Philipâs face was dark, and his eyes were full of anger. He also did not expect
the master of Terrain Villa, Ernest Turner, who represented the entire Northern supernatural disciple
community, to do such a thing.
Was this Ernestâs idea or Stanley Berryâs?
âVilla Master Jefferson, whatâs the situation now? Any other news?â Philip asked with a frown.
Leon replied, âThe scene has been completely cordoned off, and the people from the Supernatural
Bureau have intervened in the investigation. However, such a massacre canât be solved in a day or
two. Mr. Sun of the Supernatural Bureauâs Southern division just sent me a message that itâll take at
least three days to find the kidnapped Warren and Hart family members.â
âThree days?â
Philip frowned and asked, âAre you sure itâll take three days?â
Leon was also skeptical, but the Supernatural Bureau was too powerful. Matty disturbances in the
supernatural disciple world were handed over to them to deal with. It was an institution personally
approved by the Imperial Preceptor. Thus, with such immense power, their word was the sky!
If they said three days, no one could argue with them. However, this duration was too coincidental. It
happened to be one day after the end of the disciple competition.
Was there some other implication in this?
âYes, Mr. Sacha was sure itâd take three days,â Leon replied with a hint of helplessness in his tone.
Philipâs face darkened as he stood with his hands behind his back He looked at the street view of
Beechwood City through the large French windows.
A villa halfway up the mountain appeared in his eyes. That was Terrain Villa. As if he sensed
something, Philip seemed to make eye contact through the air with Ernest Turner who stood at the
memorial altar of Terrain Villa. There seemed to be a spark in the air.
With a sneer on his face, Ernest was dressed in pale golden clothes with Cyril standing behind him.
He smiled and asked, âHowâs everything going?â
Cyril said, âVilla Master Turner, you can rest assured that everything has been handled very well with
no evidence or trace left behind. Moreover, Iâve contacted Mr. Sacha of the Supernatural Bureauâs
Southern division. Three days later, weâll just hand the people over.â