Chapter 0423
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The one referred to as ‘that man‘ by the Lord of Wyverna was none other than Alexander.
At this moment, in Ol‘ Mare, at the New Chesire Group’s office building…
“Alexander!” Inside the CEO’s office, Amber’s delicate face turned pale, her voice trembling. “The
Yanker family are really here!
“Alexander, you better hide somewhere. As long as you’re not around, they shouldn’t trouble
anyone else!”
Hiding was the only solution she could think of.
Even with George, Luca, the Chesire Group’s Security Department, the Saunders family, and Wanda’s
father together, they were no match for the Yanker family.
Even though Amber knew Alexander was powerful, and her husband’s depth was unfathomable, it was
the Yanker family–a force of over 200 disciples, with the weakest among them being vital energy
warriors, and surely many Grandmasters among them.
Who could resist such strength?
She needed to escape with Olivia before they came. It was the only way out.
“Olivia, sweetie, Mommy is just joking. Daddy won’t go anywhere.”
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On the guest sofa in the office, Alexander held his pale–faced daughter. He glanced at the panicked
Amber, then at the terrified Patrick and Susanne.
He smiled and said, “Mom, Dad, you and Amber take Olivia to kindergarten. Don’t worry, I’ve got
everything under control.”
After saying that, he handed his daughter’s small hand to his wife, then walked decisively toward
the office door.
“Alexander!” Behind him, Amber held onto Olivia tightly, tears streaming down her face as she looked
at Alexander’s retreating figure. “This is different from before. The Yanker family’s strength is far
beyond those forces in the past. I can’t let you take risks. Where are you going?”
Alexander turned around, his smile unchanged.
“The Yanker family’s train won’t reach Ol‘ Mare. I’ll see them off!”
The car roared.
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A high–speed train from the north zoomed along the electrifying tracks toward Of Mare.
“We’re almost there,” remarked Zane, seated cross–legged in the VIP compartment. His arms adorned
with 24 iron rings, emanating a faint golden glow, showcased the formidable vital energy.
He was a supreme grand martial.
In his eighties, having immersed himself in the martial arts since childhood, Zane devotedly practiced
the ancestral martial arts of the Yanker family.
At the age of 59, he finally broke through and became a supreme grand martial. He continued his
cultivation for more than 20 years. He had thoroughly solidified his mastery, standing proudly at the
pinnacle of the world.
Had he chosen the military path, Wyverna would have promptly bestowed upon him the title of Duke of
War, elevating him to an exalted status.
About 50 kilometers from the coastal destination, a subtle click echoed from above the compartment.
“Hm?”
Zane’s eyes snapped open, radiating a sharp brilliance. Initially seated cross–legged, he swiftly
ascended into the air, tearing a hole over two meters in diameter in the alloy–roofed carriage.
He stood firmly on the roof as the high–speed train, racing at over 300 kilometers per hour, roared
against him with a furious wind. Zane was like an immovable mountain unaffected by the strong
gusts.
Before him stood the adversary.
A young man in his early twenties, dressed inconspicuously in a casual suit, wore a faint smile on
his face. With a tall and handsome figure, he was the target of the Yanker family’s mission-
Alexander Kane of Ol‘ Mare.
“You killed my nephew, lan Yanker?”
Zane’s legs spread, enduring the cutting wind on the rooftop like a blade. His white hair fluttered
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in the wind, and he stared fixedly into the eyes of Alexander. “In the world of martial arts, actions in the
martial world are met with consequences. Killing begets retribution. It’s only fair!”
As he spoke, the 24 black iron rings on his arms all lit up as if they were one entity. The surface emitted
a faint golden light, indicating the activation of his vital energy. He was ready to strike at
a moment’s notice.
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“lan was foolish, and you’re an old fool.” Alexander, with his hands behind his back, gazed at Zane
indifferently. “I helped clean up the Yanker family’s mess, and instead of gratitude, you gather forces,
forcing me to apologize and even flatten Ol‘ Mare?
“For either of these charges, it’s enough to bring down your Yanker family!”
Zane’s eyes widened with a fiery red glow, resembling actual flames. Despite his nephew’s greed for
wealth, taking the position of an offering, and collaborating with the eight Grandmasters to invade
Zabaleta, violating the ancient decree of the Yanker family to remain hidden, he was still
family.
Zane would not tolerate any harm against his family.
“Daring to disrespect the Yanker family must be paid with blood! Alexander, I don’t waste words.
Considering your young age, I’ll make an exception and give you a chance.”
Zane took a slow breath, and his emaciated right arm lifted, the 12 black iron rings clinking. “As long as
you can withstand my attack, I’ll turn and leave. This matter will be settled then.”