His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0500 "Why? 'Because you are named Kane, because I've figured it out! You're the one stirring up chaos in the North, the center of attention for all the noble families, the fearsome figure marching into the North, Alexander!" Zayn thought.

"Mister Kane!" Having seen the Waine family's downfall, Zayn had no more delusions.

He bowed deeply, standing his ground.

"Please, Mister Kane, have mercy. The simmons family was foolish and has offended you. We hope for your forgiveness and that you might spare

US "If Mister Kane agrees, the Simmons family will gladly pledge allegiance!" Pledge allegiance? Alexander had expected that response from Zayn. A slight smirk graced his lips.

He knew his place.

"Frank." He remained noncommittal, turning to Frank, who stood respectfully at his side and offered a smile. "The Simmons family? They're a minor league to me, easily spared or easily erased. I'm curious about your take on this." Frank, clearly honored by the

attention, quickly bowed and gave a respectful nod. After a brief moment of thought, he spoke with conviction, "Ryder has crossed Mister Kane and refuses to see reason. He's not worth our concern. However, Zayn of the Simmons family figured out who Mister Kane was. That takes some smarts." "With the north in chaos and power plays shifting, the Redwine family could come in handy down the line.

Then again, Mister Kane has the kind of power that could wipe them out without a second thought. You're the real deal, unstoppable." Alexander chuckled.

For a young guy, Frank's insights were sharp, and he had a knack for giving compliments that did not grate,

probably because he stuck to the facts.

"Starting today, the Simmons family falls under the Redwine banner." With a casual wave, he turned and headed for the Redwine estate's entrance. "Let's keep this under wraps, especially my identity. Spill the beans, and it's a death sentence." Leaving the Redwine estate, the night was thick around him.

Alexander's stride was easy, unhurried as if he were simply taking an evening stroll. About two kilometers out, he paused, a hint of a smirk on his face.

you've been skulking around once. No eavesdroppers now. Time to come out, don't you think?" With a swift whoosh, the nightNôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

answered.

The moment Alexander paused, a { fierce wind howled to life like an arrow zipping through the night, hurtling from a hundred meters away straight for his forehead.

"A hidden weapon?" With a chuckle, Alexander shook his head and reached out into the empty air. | A soft click echoed as a jet-black abacus bead, suspended in front of him, froze mid-flight, as if magnetized by an unseen force, and lightly dropped into his palm.

"Nice catch!" From the shadows a hundred meters away, a dark chuckle cut through the night. Aman ina black robe, his long

hair flowing, moved with the grace of a gibbon, a black iron abacus in his grip.

He approached without a sound, emerging from the darkness.

His aura was deep and mysterious, a true supreme grand martial.

"The North is full of surprises. I've just dealt with one tough guy, and here comes another." Smiling, Alexander tossed the abacus bead aside and said, "You saw how easily I took down Roman Sonov.

you've seen what I can do, and yet you try a sneak attack? You had the chance to run. Why didn't you?" Run? Who said anything about running? The robed figure cradled the abacus,

grinning wickedly at Alexander. "I've been watching you all night, Alexander. Now that I've figured out who you are, there's no way I'm letting you leave the North alive.

"Everyone's got a weakness, and you're no different. Just because you took down Roman doesn't mean you can handle me! "In my grasp, the abacus is a death decree from the underworld itself, a merciless judge that would rather condemn ten thousand innocents than spare a single guilty soul. Whether you're of the Kane bloodline is irrelevant! Your life ends here!