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.

the treetop created a deep pit that was more than five meters in diameter on

at the bottom of the pit,

family's secret technique. After successfully opening the

not withstand a single punch

strength was like heaven and earth! "This... this is from 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—" Bang, bang, bang, bang! Alexander remained

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

Kratos' body like ants gnawing at his heart! That was inhumane torture, a literal living hell. His fate was

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

The Black Maple Organization was known for their strict rules and inhumane torture methods, but none of them could compare to the sheer brutality of Alexander's

that reached deep into the soul, leaving despair etched in one's

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

an immediate end. Remain silent, and my fists will cling to you like gangrene, a constant shadow. For at least seven days, death will be considered a

terrifying!’ Caleb and the others were horrified, especially Yeilyn, trembling I uncontrollably beside them, her

seen his childhood photos, and heard stories from