His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0308

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Apologize? To that little witch Wanda?

Marcus blinked, then let out a belly laugh, wild and unrestrained.

“Alexander, you’re killing met I’m actually crying from laughing so hard, You’re a riot!”

He finally got a grip, wiped the laughter tears, and gave Alexander a dismissive wave. “It’s been ages

since I’ve had such a good laugh. Did I just do you a favor?”

“You snub the peace I’m offering. You’re practically begging for a death wish!”

Alexander just shook his head, chuckling.

There was a saying that the more clueless someone was, the more confident they seemed because

they could not grasp the fear of the unknown. Marcus was a prime example, even worse off than a frog

in a well.

A frog in a well might be clueless, but it would not end up dead. Marcus‘ ignorance, on the other hand,

was a

one–way ticket to his downfall.

Marcus could never fathom that the man before him was not some small–time crime boss but the

legendary Temple Lord, the undefeated, most powerful Lord of War on the planet.

“Done laughing?”

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smile barely there. “If you’re not in

you, it won’t cost Regulus Windsur

Huh?

catch Alexander’s drift. He shot him a sidelong glance,

what’s this? Are

and mighty because your guys roughed up my crew at Ol‘ Mare, chopped

fingers? Big

mistake!*

sharply, his voice cutting through the

Take

him down. Kill him!”

sound of

Yorgos, an old man

every step seemed to root to the

the kind of presence that only the supreme grand martial

Yorgos was not just a man anymore. He was a force of nature,

body seemed to be wrapped in an invisible force, an aura so

impossible to face.

the world

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he stood before Alexander. Each step was measured and rhythmic, his

in perfect

you’ve got strength I

his tracks, his gaze on Alexander calm and detached. “However,

in one move if I strike.

Back off and apologize to Mister

you don’t say sorry, I’m ready to take a hit, but rest