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, completely

that was the Cloud Tiger gang, and

of shock, Amber gasped. "If Wyverna

if..." There was no

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 handle this?" Wasyl trembled, suddenly filled

away and Acela entered

subordinates, although nominally part of

from then on! Was there anything more exciting than this? None! "Thank you, Mister Kane... Oh,

both stood up simultaneously, walking towards the sightseeing bus at the hotel

Then, it was time to head back to Ol' Mare, to dive back into work, and

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

of the New Chesire Group

Island were rich in natural skincare

tirelessly, pouring in substantial manpower and resources, swiftly developing 'Coconut Skincare No.

from previous products. Primarily targeting Asaian's