His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0421 Thousands of miles away, in Northern Wyverna...

Over the past couple of weeks, since the fall of the nine Grandmasters, the entire northern region had been shrouded in an eerie atmosphere. The most significant recent event was the change in leadership of the Redwine family.

Frank Redwine became the new family head, initially the third heir of the Redwine family. “Frank went to Zabaleta and met with Alexander. Upon returning, he inherited the position of the family head.”

In the evening, at a desolate pavilion atop a rarely visited mountain, a faint figure beneath the pavilion lightly stroked a jade-like zither. The figure spoke with a voice as if cutting through paper,

hoarse and deep. “Have you investigated it thoroughly? Is this Alexander the abandoned son of the Kane family?”

Outside the pavilion, two figures in black, straight as arrows, muscles tense, reported, “This is my report. For now, we can only confirm that Alexander shares the same name as the abandoned son

of the Kane family. Further investigation is needed to determine if it is him.”

“No need for such trouble.” The person playing the zither in the pavilion spoke again, the voice seemingly devoid of any emotion. “Whether it’s him or not, a test will reveal the truth. If not, let

him live or die on his own; it has nothing to do with me.”

Outside the pavilion, one of the black—clad figures hesitated for a moment and cautiously inquired, “And if it is him?”

The melody of the zither abruptly stopped in the pavilion, resuming after a moment of silence.

“Ten years, twenty years. Merely a blink of an eye. The trap | set back then is finally ready to be used again. This time, no one will be allowed to interfere.

“One of the deceased nine Grandmasters, named lan Yanker, belonged to the secluded Yanker family. Inform the Yanker family of the news, and they'll naturally send someone to test the waters. It couldn’t be better!

“If Alexander from Ol Mare is indeed the abandoned son of the Kane family, then... There will be no mercy.”

The two black—clad figures dared not delay, immediately bowing in unison. “Understood!”

As they said this, they turned and swiftly departed, their figures disappearing into the surrounding +15 BONOS

darkness shortly after they left.

Twang!

Asharp melody from a resounding instrument abruptly pierced the sky, as if carrying the anger of the person playing the instrument, echoing suddenly through the forested mountains. The sound seemed to carry a dangerous energy.

Hundreds of birds in the woods, under this musical assault, Instantly fell from the branches, meeting their demise. Late into the night, on the outskirts of the northern wilderness, on Yewspire Mountain.

The mountain, standing at just over 300 meters, was not a renowned historical site. However, over a century ago, this was the largest stronghold for bandits in the north.

The head of the Yanker family at that time, wielding the legendary technique, the ‘Divine Ape Backbreaking Fist’, dominated everyone. He became the supreme figure of the underworld across 63 provinces.

In the words of those in the martial world, he was also known as the leader of the martial arts alliance!

“lan... Oh my little boy, lan!” At this moment, on the peak of Yewspire Mountain, cries echoed within the Yanker family hall. Since the death of lan Yanker, they had just received the news.

The body, not exploded as intended, appeared as if all moisture had been drained, its appearance withered and twisted on the floor of the ancestral hall. Truly a pitiful sight, it was.

“Sir, you cannot sit idly by!”

“Although lan was unruly, his sins didn’t warrant death. When dealing with a dog, one must consider its owner. The other party didn’t give the Yanker family any respect at all. We cannot swallow this insult!”

“Alexander dared to kill lan! We must avenge him...”

Amid the cries, an elderly figure slowly walked out from the crowd in front of the hall. He was

none other than the current head of the Yanker family, All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.