His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0454 Deep into the night, a chilling wind whispered through the desolate northern cliffs. At the base, an eerie, long-forgotten wooden shack stood, its door creaking open under the careful hand of Quinby Yanker. He slipped inside, his movements as silent as the shadows that danced across the walls.

That was the place, the exact location Zane's note had led him to.

The interior of the shack was a testament to neglect, with cobwebs every corner and decades-old decor buried under a thick blanket of dust. It was clear no soul had set foot there in ages.

"Thirty years ago, that was a hideout

for the Black Maple," Quinby murmured to himself. He paused, pulling out a northern map and marking it with a stark red 'X' before shaking his head and heading back to the door.

His every sense was on high alert. As a proud practitioner of the Divine Ape Backbreaking Fist and a protege of Zane, Quinby had been on many such missions, each executed flawlessly.

This night would be no different.

He had been vigilant since stepping into the shack, his focus razor-sharp, ready for any hint of danger. However, as he moved to leave, nothing had seemed amiss—until that final moment.

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his fist launching with the force of a wildfire,

and devastating. It was a strike

was unexpected—a sharp,

collided with what might as well have been an unbreakable wall of the toughest alloy, snapping his wrist

chilling chuckle. With a nonchalant flick of his left hand, he ripped off half of Quinby's right arm. Then, with a swift sidestep,

to force out a plea, "Mercy, sir, you've got it all wrong..." A misunderstanding? "Divine Ape Backbreaking Fist, and you're from the Yanker family, yet you claim a misunderstanding? Ha!" The

for Quinby to explain. With

if it were nothing, sending it

cross me." He turned

Beneath the cloak of night, the man, wild and imposing, crouched on powerful legs and leaped an astonishing

through his hair, revealing a face that was a stark contrast of light and dark. One side

solemn walls of the Yanker family's ancestral hall, a sense of urgency

scout for information, and he's still not back," Zane announced, his back to the entrance as he