His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0425

‘Retaliation? Would you dare?‘

“I won’t kill you for simple reasons.”

Alexander looked at Zane who bowed deeply before him and smiled faintly. “First of all, you’re not a bad person. Besides, I knew you only wanted to avenge lan, which I understand.

“The second reason is even simpler: Because you are not worthy.”

Zane was stunned momentarily when he heard the honest remark. Then, a pathetic smile appeared on his face.

‘He thought I was unworthy,‘ Zane mocked himself.

It was true that Alexander was so young, yet he was so powerful. His potential in martial arts achievements was simply unimaginable. Such a person with great skill who butchered fighter realm supreme grand martials like it was counting one two three, would never see Zane as his equal.

It was a joke to even think about the possibility of the Yanker family’s retaliating. As the head of the Yanker Family, Zane was in no position to hurt Alexander. What more could be expected from the rest of the Yanker family?

Whoever dared to retaliate would eventually die; there was no other outcome.

“I surrender!” Zane was truly convinced. He no longer had the slightest bit of arrogance as he bowed low before Alexander. “I swear in the name of the ancestors that I will retreat with the rest of the family members. I will never set foot in the Ol‘ Mare for the rest of my life.

“If I break my promise, I will be destroyed.”

the name of the ancestors showed

He wordlessly stepped down the top of the train. He was as swift as a bird, disappearing in an

stood on the roof of the train for a long time, until Alexander was completely out of his sight. Zane seemed to have aged a dozen years after the duel, muttering to himself, ‘ What an outstanding

the side of

arriving at

+15 BONOS

toward Ol‘ Mare. The Yanker family sat in a carriage, staring at the landmark signs that appeared along the way, excited. “Report to the head of the family immediately. Everyone get

soon as we

no mercy! He must die, and we will

echoed

Ol‘ Mare, the

frail figure flew down from the hole in

none other than

“Sir Zane!”

meet

roof? I thought you were in the VIP carriage up at the

to cross the border into Ol‘

eyes swept over the group of Yanker family descendants and thought how ignorant they were. He smoothed his hands over his chest, which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. He gave an order in a low and hoarse voice, “Tell

in Ol‘ Mare for the rest

order. They looked at each