His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0513 On the outskirts of Yondere City in the north, a newly completed steel - structured factory was held.

The patriarch of the Jentsch family, Harper, personally inspected each production line, watching with great satisfaction as the Northern Beauty products were continuously produced.

His face bore a proud smile.

Fortune favors the bold! For over a decade now, he had inherited the family business and became the contemporary head of the Jentsch family. Despite his efforts to manage and thrive, in the midst of the towering wealthy families in the north, he could barely hold on. He barely managed to rise to the status of a

third-rate family.

However, just half a month ago, six first-rate family heads had come together to visit, jointly supporting the Jentsch family with funds, specifically to build this factory, intended for producing knockoffs of the New Chesire Group.

In just one day, 500,000 boxes of knockoff products had been produced! The hard-earned reputation of the New Chesire Group was effortlessly destroyed by them. The produced knockoffs were so authentic that consumers could not tell the difference.

According to the six family heads, as long as they completely ruined the New Chesire Group, the Jentsch family

could move forward and directly become a second-rate family in the north! "The factory here is quite impressive." Just as Harper was secretly rejoicing, a voice of a young man came from afar at the entrance of the factory.

"The production line, the staff, the transportation system, and the supporting facilities are all complete.

Clearly, a lot of effort has been put into this." 1guch a factory, used for producing imitations, seems too much of a waste.

It's better off being given to me for producing genuine products. It would also save a lot on transportation cOsts.

What does the head of the Jentsch family think about this?"

"Who is it?!" Harper was startled and reflexively turned around. Upon seeing the young man at the entrance of the factory, his pupils first constricted, then instantly relaxed.

He had thought something major had happened, but it turned out there was only one person! "Do you know I am the head of the Jentsch family? Yet you dare to act so arrogantly? Are you getting bored of being alive?!" He stared at Alexander, a cold snort escaping his lips. "Did you just ask for my factory? Nonsense! Speak, how did you find your way here? Confess quickly!" Alexander shook his head and smiled.

Finding this place was so simple.

(* +15 BONUS With Maxine personally involved and the full operation of the Temple of War's intelligence system, a mere imitation factory could not escape detection under the surveillance satellites. In just half an hour, they were found! "Go on." Alexander smiled calmly, looking at Harper. ""Half a month ago, this place was just wasteland, but now it's a fully equipped modern industrial plant." "Relying solely on the Jentsch family, it's absolutely impossible to accomplish such a huge project. Who is pulling the strings behind the scenes? Remember, you only have one chance.

If you say the wrong thing, you'll face the consequences!" Huh? Harper was first taken aback,

then his face filled with arrogance.

This kid must be bored of living! How dare he intrude recklessly into the lion's den and flaunt his prowess in front of the Jentsch family?! In the past, he might have been wary to some extent, but now, there are guards arranged in the factory from the six major families, all martial arts experts with vital energy. Each family dispatched 10, bringing the total to 60! "Kid, you brought this upon yourself.

Don't blame me for being ruthless!" Harper said confidently, throwing a harsh remark at Alexander, then waved his hand vigorously. "Men!" Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! A total of sixty burly figures, all

wielding batons, swooped in from all directions, forming layers upon layers around Alexander, "Now you know how formidable I am, right?!" With so many bodyguards present, Harper's expression grew even more arrogant as he taunted Alexander madly, "Kid, now confess honestly. Who told you about this place?" ""Speak up, and I can show mercy and spare your life! If you don't speak, don't blame me for being heartless. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

This time next year will be your memorial day!"