His Lordship Alexander Kane

The Black Maple Master used others for his dirty work? Alexander did not pay much attention to this question, nor did he care about the body of Konrad. Analyzing his final words, it was clear that the heavily injured Black Maple Master must have sensed the treacherous intentions of Konrad and the others. Seizing this ambush, he thoroughly dealt with the internal troubles.

However, what did it matter? He dealt with six Martial Overlords, including Cloud Tiger, in one fell swoop.

It would undoubtedly greatly damage the Black Maple Organization. Even for Black Maple, Martial Overlord-level experts were few in number. After this battle, how many formidable experts could the Black Maple Master still produce?

'Weakening the enemy is strengthening oneself. Who cares about using others to do his dirty work? As long as those killed are members of the Black Maple Master, that's enough!" "In the future, Coconut Wind Island belongs to Wyverna!" After saying these words, Alexander turned and left in large strides, wanting to head back to Coconut Breeze Grand Hotel.

The next morning.

"Mister Kane, are you... Are you serious?!" In the hotel's ground-floor restaurant, Wasyl's voice trembled as he looked at Alexander in disbelief. "Cloud Tiger is dead, Quinto is stunned, and the Black Maple Organization... Coconut Wind Island is ours?!" Alexander held a cup of morning tea in

his hand, turning to look at Amber and Coral, who were equally shocked. He gave a faint smile. "A trivial matter, not worth mentioning." Amber and Coral were speechless.

The knife and fork in their hands trembled slightly, and the exquisite, expensive cuisine suddenly lost its appeal.

Goodness gracious.

night,

tumor that was the Cloud Tiger gang, and reclaiming Coconut

brief moment of shock, Amber gasped. "If Wyverna takes over Coconut

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comes to territorial sovereignty, other countries will naturally not just sit idly by. However, the ruler of Wyverna will surely think of something," Alexander said, taking a sip of hot tea, a smile on his face. "Leave those matters to the ruler. What we need is the coconuts on the island!" With that, he turned to look at Wasyl again, smiling. "Starting today, shut down your travel agency and stay on the island as the new procurement manager for the Chesire Group, enjoying the treatment of a general manager. The group needs a large amount of coconut juice and meat. Can you

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subordinates, although nominally part of the

anything more exciting than this? None! "Thank you, Mister Kane... Oh, and Miss Chesire!"

exchanged a glance with Amber, then they both stood up simultaneously, walking towards

for a joyful tour. Then, it was time

knew it, it had been over half a month since they returned to Ol'

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