His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0569 Caleb recognized the owner of that voice, as did Yeilyn and everyone else present.

His name was etched into Kratos' bones with deep hatred! He was the uncrowned king of Ol' Mare, the abandoned son of the Kane family from 15 years ago, Chrissy and Caleb's flesh and blood, the Chesire's son-in-law —Alexander Kane! "'Stand-in? You say he's a stand-in?!" The surprise of Alexander's appearance, the joy of surviving a disaster—none of it compared to the shock of that news! Caleb and the others stared in disbelief, their voices trembling slightly as they focused on Kratos, who was not far away.

"Alexander... no, Mister Kane! "Mister Kane, is that true? What you just said? Kratos is not the true Black Maple

Master? Then, who was behind the plot to frame the Kanes 15 years ago?! 1 "And if Kratos is not Black Maple Master, then who's he?!" There were still plenty of questions.

At the top of the tree, Kratos squinted his eyes, completely ignoring Caleb and the others. He gave Alexander a cold stare.

With a hoarse, low laugh, he exclaimed, "You are that slut Chrissy's bastard son? Back then—" Bang! A meteor crashed to the ground, splattering blood in all directions! Caleb, Antonio, and even the two executors did not see it clearly.

Meanwhile, Yeilyn saw nothing at all.

Even Kratos could not react in time.

created a deep pit that was more than five

blood at the bottom of the pit, and the zitherimhis

semi-Lord of War who had inherited the Zadra family's secret technique. After successfully opening the second energy vortex, he was almost as powerful as a Lord of

not withstand a

the ancient martial arts left by Chrissy?" Kratos grinned bitterly, foam forming in his mouth, his gaze fixed on Alexander, his voice hoarse and resentful. "That damn slut! I should have—"

deep pit. Under the stunned gazes of Caleb and the others, punch after punch landed on Kratos' soft I ribs, the weakest part of his body but also the most important

was inhumane torture,

had battered him, breaking his bones and snapping his tendons. There was no good part remaining on his entire body. His body twisted and

their strict rules and inhumane torture methods, but none of them could compare to the sheer brutality

reached deep into the

Maple?" Alexander's fists never stopped, each strike shattering Kratos' already broken bones, pulverizing his organs, and rupturing his meridians. Nonetheless, Alexander preserved the

of emotion as he said, "Speak, and I will grant you an immediate end. Remain silent, and my fists will cling to you

son? He's truly 4 " terrifying!’ Caleb and

heard Alexander's name several times, seen his childhood photos, and heard stories from