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 that

a pool of blood on the corridor’s

wild, desperate. “I’m a woman! You can’t do this

my kin. Kill Owen

will

head slowly, a shadow

“Women can’t be killed?”

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

female adversaries on

was as callous and deadly as a serpent’s, they did not even count

had to be taken

bodies will be returned to

above Owen and Alice, looking down with a

It they’re foolish

the whole

the Sunhaven Sacco

he gestured with a casual

Redwine family’s bodyguards, eyes red with rage, needed no

swords, spikes, and rubber clubs, channeling all

on Owen and Alice’s

of the impact was sickening–two heads shattered instantly.

cut short as their bodies

job of moving

man known as Golden Wolf, his voice devold of

to the Redwines–if they’re itching for revenge for Owen, I’m right

turned on his heel

“Alexander!”

Golden Wolf, gripping the remains of his arm, watched

flashing with

territory of the Redwine family in the north, the

somber gravity.

concert had been a disaster. The Redwine heirs

for it.

in a makeshift sling,

his voice heavy with defeat. “Alexander’s power is beyond our grasp.

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