His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0400

In the hotel corridor, a gruesome scene unfolded as blood and gore splattered everywhere.

The first bodyguard’s move was the signal, and the rest followed suit without a second thought.

One snatched up a sinister–looking black spike, another brandished a rubber baton. Together, they unleashed a frenzy of violence on Owen and Alice.

They were out for blood.

“No, no, stop!”

Owen, soaked in his own blood, writhed and screamed on the ground. His wounds were gaping. some so deep his bones were laid bare. He sobbed until his voice broke.

“Alexander, please, I’m begging you, let me go! I’ll head back up North this instant and never step foot in Zabaleta again, I swear on my life!

“Please, don’t kill me, I’m begging you! I’m the Redwine family’s second son. If you kill me, you’re

going to regret it, I promise you that!”

His pleas fell on deaf ears.

Alexander stood there, his gaze lowered as if the carnage before him was nothing new. His face. was a mask of indifference.

He was the Lord of War, accustomed to fields strewn with the dead, rivers of blood, mountains of

bones. That was nothing.

What was the Redwine family of the North to the Lord of War? Mere dust.

had crossed the New Chesire Group.

kill a woman? What does that

plush carpet, barely alive after the brutal beating. Her

my kin. Kill Owen and

They will never let this

head slowly, a shadow of doubt crossing his

can’t be killed?”

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War, commander of the Alex Legion, he had taken down his fair share of female adversaries on the battlefield.

as a

be taken

your bodies will be returned to the north.”

wrist and they’re history. It they’re foolish enough to come. after me. I won’t hesitate to drag the whole Sacco family down with you.

Sacco bunch?

he gestured with a casual flick of

with rage, needed no further encouragement. They unleashed their fury with long swords, spikes, and rubber clubs, channeling all their strength into a

sound of the impact was sickening–two heads shattered instantly. Owen’s cries and Alice’s screams were cut short as their bodies convulsed and then went

moving the bodies is

one–armed man known as Golden Wolf, his voice devold of emotion. Pass a message to the Redwines–if they’re itching for revenge for

reply, he turned

“Alexander!”

Golden Wolf, gripping the remains of his arm, watched Alexander’s retreating figure. The name echoed in his mind, his eyes flashing with

the territory of the Redwine family in the north, the air was thick with a

concert had been a disaster. The Redwine heirs had crossed Alexander, and they

for it.

shoulder bound in a makeshift sling, knelt before the family head. He recounted. the fiasco, his voice heavy with defeat. “Alexander’s power is beyond our grasp. I’ve falled

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