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.

dared to cross Wanda. In doing so, they had crossed the New Chesire Group. Their fate was sealed

kill a woman? What does that make you?”

corridor’s plush carpet, barely alive after the brutal beating. Her screams were wild, desperate. “I’m a woman! You

Kill Owen and me,

families. They will never let this slide, never!”

shook his head slowly, a shadow of

be killed?”

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

deadly as a serpent’s,

to be taken out.

your bodies will be returned

towered above Owen and Alice, looking down with a detached composure. “The Redwine family is nothing–a mere flick of my wrist and

Sunhaven Sacco bunch? They wouldn’t dare,

he gestured with a casual flick of his

the Redwine family’s bodyguards, eyes red with rage, needed no further encouragement. They unleashed their fury with long swords, spikes, and rubber

instantly. Owen’s cries and Alice’s screams were

job of moving the bodies

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

for a reply, he turned on

“Alexander!”

his arm, watched Alexander’s retreating figure. The name echoed in his

in the territory of the Redwine family in the north, the air

disaster. The Redwine heirs had crossed Alexander, and they paid

for it.

a makeshift sling, knelt before the family head. He recounted. the fiasco,

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