His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0271

Bella was dead.

Her head exploded into a mist of blood. Her headless body swayed for a moment before collapsing to the

ground with a loud thud.

The young lady of the Jackman family, the venomous beauty, ruthless in heart and cunning in hand… None of these words bestowed upon her any halo. She seemed like just an ordinary person, convulsing violently on the ground. It lasted less than ten seconds, and then complete silence.

Alexander showed no mercy, indeed.

“L-Lord Kane.”

Even though George had known Alexander’s true identity for a long time, he could not help but shiver in awe. Despite constantly addressing him as ‘Lord Kane’, ever since Alexander retired from the military, George could not shake off a hint of peculiar thoughts.

The so-called strongest Lord of War seemed nothing more than a slightly more formidable ordinary person after retirement…

However, those thoughts were long gone.

What was the Lord of the Temple of War? What was the strongest Lord of War?

He could kill his enemies as though it was a walk in the park; he could take lives with a single strike; and he

could determine life and death just by uttering a word.

alone was the invincible

George’s lifelong pride. It was the supreme glory reserved just for the Lord of the Temple

feet. Despite the pain and the severity of their injuries, they all stood upright like an honor guard awaiting inspection, heads held

to rescue Miss Chesire at the Ol’ Mare Grand Hotel turned

to Lord Kane, proving their attitude through actions. It

of approval slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth. “You did well. Fearless in the face of death, knowingly venturing into the impossible. Even among martial artists, few possess the heart

you a chance to let the heart of a powerhouse unleash

walked confidently toward the

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delicate body trembled slightly as she slowly awoke from the soft,

of the North,

up prematurely, and

she struggled to get out of bed. “Alex Alexander…”

the suite next door, Alexander’s heart jolted, and his figure instantly blurred. In less than three

cheek, his

disheveled, her breath weak. Due to the physical contact, he could

were normal, with no substantial harm

evidence of the brutal beating

wife’s waist, gently caressing the handprint on her cheek, his voice carrying a palpable sense of menace. “The imprint is solid, so the force must have been heavy. It’s not Bella…is it

Amber, with

teary eyes, replied with a trembling voice, “No, it’s not. It’s an old man called… the