His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0561 It was very late into the night.

Raidon's surgery had been completed I successfully at nearly four a.m.

Meanwhile, at more than 150 kilometers from the central hospital.

None of the upper and lower echelons of the Foster family were aware of the imminent danger. Aside from a dozen rotating guards, everyone else was fast asleep.

Clack, clack, clack...

Under the cover of darkness, a bald, bare- chested middle-aged man emerged, dressed in an unusually large pair of coarse cloth trousers. He approached the Foster family's estate gate slowly, following the stone pathway on the outskirts.

"Who goes there?!" Four guards glared at

Foster family estate is a restricted area. No one is allowed to approach!" It was the Foster family's

dark yellow eyes slowly scanning the faces of the four guards. Then he shook his head gently, saying in a particularly laborious tone, "Stand down. Retreat, and

with great effort. "I've been in seclusion for far too long... I haven't spoken in over a decade, and I almost forgot how to speak." Over a decade without speaking?!

"No matter who you are, you're not permitted to enter the Foster family's property! If you have an urgent matter, schedule an appointment during the day. Leave now, or don't blame us for getting rough with you!" Getting rough? 'It has been a long time since someone dared to speak to me like this; was it15 or 16 years ago? I can't recall the exact time." The bald man pondered silently for a moment

and addressed the four guards. "1 told you to leave,

he casually gestured with his hands as if going about his daily routine. His thick fingers appeared to transform into extremely agile snakes. His muscular arms, which were once strong and powerful, appeared weak and boneless,

of stars pierced the void silently and soundlessly! Hundreds of tiny crystal lights shot out of the Eight-Armed Guardian's palms,

instantly by the Eight-Armed Guardian's hidden weaponry! "First, eliminate the Foster family, and then massacre the Kane family. These secular families no longer have a reason to exist." The Eight-Armed Guardian, who was clearly

At that moment...

the sky, all belonging