His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0396

“Wanda is about to hit the stage in two minutes.”

In a shadowy corner of the arena, a hulking figure in a black trench coat clutched a big jug of mineral

water‘, his voice a gravelly whisper. “Miss Sacco wants a bonfire before the show kicks

off.”

His partner, cloaked in black, gave a slow nod. The man stared at the backstage with a cruel

smirk.

They were tasked to light up the backstage and send Wanda’s concert up in smoke.

That jug was not filled with water–it was gasoline, ready to ignite.

“Time to move.”

With the concert countdown at one minute, the two slipped past the cheering crowd, blending into

the night, making a beeline for the backstage.

Just then, a voice called out.

“Gentlemen.”

A young man’s voice cut through the air behind them, low and clear, “Why stir up trouble when you

could’ve just enjoyed the concert like everyone else?

“Better head back to where you came from. Don’t make me come after you. This is your one and

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only shot.”

Both men froze.

skills. Are you

too?”

trench coat, turned slowly to face

scowl. “Unless I’m wrong…you’re Alexander,

It was indeed Alexander.

He watched the tw

family envoys with a calm gaze,

head with a wry smile. “Right on the money,

north, I’ll be paying a visit myself one of these days. As for

just let you live if you

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warning, “Remember, you have one

envoys Asked at each other, their smirks

before they left; they were to disrupt Wanda’s concert.

Alexander, take him down, no questions

chance at paradise, but you chose

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the gasoline can, the envoy in the trench coat flicked his wrist,

from beneath his coat. He flashed a

on both of us? In

tense, their arms trembling as they slipped

shaped like an eagle’s talon. “No more delays,” they said with icy

down in

was issued, they

weapons flashed, the envoy in the trench coat rolled to the ground, moving with the ferocity of a

hooked end glinting

soared high, their alloy talons poised to

route and claw down

was their signature move, the Eagle–Hound Assault, a

airtight, a move that could easily take down a

community’s Grandmaster.