His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0657 Half an hour had passed, and the East Sea shore of Coconut Wind Island was quiet except for the grandeur of Cloud Tiger's private villa, its lights shining like a beacon.

Shadowy figures moved within—all employees of Cloud Tiger, tasked with keeping the place spotless and tending to the exotic flowers and rare trees in the garden. No outsiders were allowed.

No need for bodyguards or security here.

On Coconut Wind Island, Cloud Tiger was the top dog, a peak supreme grand martial master whose name alone was enough to keep trouble at bay.

"Cloud Tiger... still as cocky as ever," muttered Quinto from outside the villa.

He and his crew were nestled in five jeeps, hidden by the night. Quinto peered at the villa, a steely glint in his eyes.

"Everyone ready for alittle action?

"This hit's gotta be clean. No room for mistakes! Alexander's just passing through, after all. He's here for the coconuts, and we'll give 'em to him, but first, we take down Cloud Tiger. Then this island's ours for the taking." The men in the jeeps shared a look, their resolve clear as day.

It was time to follow Quinto's lead and get that show on the road.

Silently, the jeeps came to a halt in the shadows. Quinto's gang, all 30- something strong, scaled the wall and crept up to the third floor without a sound.

That was where Cloud Tiger's bedroom was—off-limits to even the staff.

crept up to the bedroom door, his heart pounding as he listened to

doubt

those years of brotherhood

not even be in this mess if Cloud Tiger had not decided to hang up

However, things had changed...

his guys, gripping a blade tightly. "Are you having second thoughts? If you are, we can bail. He was our leader, and deep down, none of us really wanted to cross him." Betraying

jaw clenched as his hands balled into

let it go "The boss never did us wrong. We can just leave Coconut Wind Island and start fresh somewhere else." With one last look at the bedroom door, Quinto knelt

That was when...

"Oi " Quinto.

the bedroom cut off abruptly, replaced by a voice warm and familiar. "I know you're out there. Come in." What the—?! Frozen in place, Quinto spun around, his gaze locked on the closed door. His breath came in

were on edge as he hesitantly opened the door. He immediately bent forward, his head bowed, and let out a heart-wrenching sob, "Boss, I'm so sorry. I got blinded by ambition, trying to climb to the top for some glory. It's all on me, not the

have a heart and let my crew off the hook!"

their strength

was a

sneak attack might

sat serenely on a round meditation cushion. He looked at Quinto, shaking his head with a soft chuckle, "Bet you're wondering why I'm not asleep at this hour, huh? "I've known for a while you were rallying the troops, plotting against me." With that, he eyed Quinto's crew, their faces ghostly white, then rose and stepped up to Quinto, giving his shoulder a reassuring pat and a sigh. "Quinto, you didn't let me down after all. You remembered

take you out if you're not