Chapter 0500 "Why? 'Because you are named Kane, because I've figured it out! You're the one stirring up chaos in the North, the center of attention for all the noble families, the fearsome figure marching into the North, Alexander!" Zayn thought. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Mister Kane!" Having seen the Waine family's downfall, Zayn had no more delusions.

He bowed deeply, standing his ground.

"Please, Mister Kane, have mercy. The simmons family was foolish and has offended you. We hope for your forgiveness and that you might spare

US "If Mister Kane agrees, the Simmons family will gladly pledge allegiance!" Pledge allegiance? Alexander had expected that response from Zayn. A slight smirk graced his lips.

He knew his place.

"Frank." He remained noncommittal, turning to Frank, who stood respectfully at his side and offered a smile. "The Simmons family? They're a minor league to me, easily spared or easily erased. I'm curious about your take on this." Frank, clearly honored by the

gave a respectful nod. After a brief moment of thought, he spoke with conviction, "Ryder has crossed Mister Kane and refuses to see reason. He's not worth our concern. However, Zayn of the Simmons family figured out who Mister Kane was. That takes some smarts." "With the north in chaos and power plays shifting, the

of power that could wipe them out without a second thought. You're the real deal, unstoppable." Alexander

Frank's insights were sharp, and he had a knack for giving

because he stuck

a casual wave, he turned and headed for the Redwine estate's entrance. "Let's keep this under wraps, especially my identity. Spill the beans, and it's a death sentence." Leaving the Redwine

unhurried as if he were simply taking an evening stroll. About two kilometers out, he paused, a

come out, don't you think?"

answered.

to life like an arrow zipping through the night, hurtling from a hundred meters away

With a chuckle, Alexander shook his head and reached out into the empty air. I A soft click echoed as a jet-black abacus bead, suspended in

away, a dark chuckle cut through the

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