Chapter 0400

In the hotel corridor, a gruesome scene unfolded as blood and gore splattered everywhere.

The first bodyguard’s move was the signal, and the rest followed suit without a second thought.

One snatched up a sinister–looking black spike, another brandished a rubber baton. Together, they

unleashed a frenzy of violence on Owen and Alice.

They were out for blood.

“No, no, stop!”

Owen, soaked in his own blood, writhed and screamed on the ground. His wounds were gaping. some

so deep his bones were laid bare. He sobbed until his voice broke.

“Alexander, please, I’m begging you, let me go! I’ll head back up North this instant and never step foot

in Zabaleta again, I swear on my life!

“Please, don’t kill me, I’m begging you! I’m the Redwine family’s second son. If you kill me, you’re

going to regret it, I promise you that!”

His pleas fell on deaf ears.

Alexander stood there, his gaze lowered as if the carnage before him was nothing new. His face. was a

mask of indifference.

He was the Lord of War, accustomed to fields strewn with the dead, rivers of blood, mountains of

bones. That was nothing.

What was the Redwine family of the North to the Lord of War? Mere dust.

They had dared to cross Wanda. In doing so, they had crossed the New Chesire Group. Their fate was

sealed from that moment–a dead end.

you’d kill a woman? What does

the corridor’s

wild, desperate. “I’m a woman! You

Sacco family is my kin. Kill Owen and

will never

shook his head slowly, a shadow of

“Women can’t be killed?”

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formidable Lord of War, commander of the Alex Legion, he had taken

adversaries on the

heart was as callous and deadly as a serpent’s, they

to

your bodies will

towered above Owen and Alice, looking down with a detached composure.

flick of my wrist and they’re history. It they’re foolish enough to

to drag the whole Sacco family down

Sacco

final words, he gestured with a casual

him, the Redwine family’s bodyguards, eyes red

their fury with long swords, spikes, and rubber clubs,

on Owen and Alice’s

sound of the impact was sickening–two heads

as their bodies convulsed and then

moving

to face the one–armed man known as Golden Wolf, his voice

itching for

waiting for a reply, he turned on his heel and

“Alexander!”

the remains of his arm, watched Alexander’s retreating figure.

flashing with

territory of the Redwine family

somber gravity.

Redwine heirs had crossed Alexander, and

for it.

bound in a makeshift sling, knelt before the family head. He recounted.

defeat. “Alexander’s power is

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