His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Jonathan and the others from the —— ‘Walbeer family were dumbfounded.

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Darius and hundreds of miners from the Ninth Mining Zone. They al stood there, staring dumbfoundedly a Thorin Kneeling on the ground.

What on earth was happening? ‘The head of the Walbeer family, shoving such reverence to Mister Kane. No It Should be fear, dread, even going so far as tomake the entire Walbeer amily kneel.

‘The old man was using the most extreme way to beg for Mister Kane's forgiveness.

“G—Grandfather.." Jonathan stood nearby, trembling with fear, his entire body numb, barely able to speak coherently. "Y—You, you're not scaring me. 1s just the New Chere

Group; they're at best the local big shots 001 Mare. We're the masters of the Northwest! Why should we bow to someone named Kane? 1 ‘Thorn exupted like thunder, flipping over from the ground and standing up abruptly, delivering another resounding.

slap that sent Jonathan sprawling on the ground, disoriented. "You lite beast, are You deaf?! Do I need o repeat myself?" Then, glaring at Horace and the others.

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Talkabout subverting expectations.

“horn treated this grandson sis feline, never tering harsh word © him Nolonger No only did hey repetedly slap im, but they also made him kneel and bow to Alexander along with the others rom

was this happening? "Grandpa, even if die let

of the northwest!” Breakout of the northwest? You fool, why offend Mister Kane of ll people? Don'tyou know Mister Kane's true identity? This is pushing the Walbeer family into an abyss!" Of course, Thorin dared not reveal Alexander's true entity. He grabbed Jonathan's neck, viclously slammed him tothe ground,

“ll the faults are mine. Please punish me, Mister Kane!" — Thorin's attude was quite submissive, Alexander lowered his eyelids, quietly watching the Walbeer family members, his gaze slowly falling on Jonathan's

“Mister Walbeer Srior asked you to kneel, and you'd rather die than submit, That's abi of backbone." After sayin that, his voice lowered ‘considerably, sounding quietly in Thorns ear, "Has Frank old Jonathan my identity? “Jonathan is your biological grandson, 0 there's no harm in telling him this information, Since

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