NovelEnglishChapter 0523 Who was he? po Neo was momentarily taken aback, his neck slowly turning as his gaze shifted away from Larry and settled gradually on Alexander.
Just moments ago, his attention had been primarily focused on the heavily armed guards and Maxine's armored figure. He paid little heed to Alexander.
With a lithe figure, a straight nose, sharply defined eyebrows, and eyes that gleamed faintly...
"It's you, Alexander Kane!" At that moment, Neo was shaken to the core, his eyes widening abruptly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt'What on earth is going on?! Wasn't Larry supposed to deal with Alexander? How che had brought Alexander to the Laurel residence instead? And who's the woman beside Alexander, clad in that unmistakably extraordinary crimson battle armor? 'And what about this fighter jet, adorned with patterns of snowstorms and crimson dragons..." The Temple of War! During the victorious battle of Wyverna, when the northern nations submitted their surrender, this fighter jet streaked across the sky on television screens. According to the news anchors, it seemed to be the Lord of the Temple of War's personal transport.
How did this fighter jet end up here? Who wielded such power to ride in this aircraft? Alexander Kane, the woman in battle armor, Larry... What was their connection to the Temple of War? The Laurel family had never offended the Lord of the Temple of War! "You don't need to know who we are." Maxine stared coldly at Neo, disdainful of the Grandmasters and vital energy bodyguards behind him. "Neo, the New Chesire Group is under the governor's protection!" "The Laurel family's malicious competition, disrupting the market economy, will be investigated and confiscated according to the law. Will you comply?!"
Investigation, confiscation! Neo staggered, retreating step by step, his face drained of color. px He clenched his fists tightly, staring fixedly into Alexander's eyes, his teeth grinding audibly.
He understood! Aside from the Temple of War throughout the north, the highest authority was the provincial governor, Theo Grossman! Who could provoke the wrath of the provincial governor, risking the ire of the Temple of War's higher-ups, to strike against the six major families? Only the three major clans! Ever since the New Chesire Group
ventured northward, rumors had abounded, suggesting that the Chesire family and the Xanthos family were colluding in secret, intending to dominate the entire northern region.
Besides Ywain, who else would dare to confront the six major families? That damned Ywain, he was the true mastermind behind the scenes! "Execute the decree." At the doorway of the cabin, Alexander did not bother to glance at Neo. His voice seemed to cfrom beyond the heavens, devoid of any emotion. "Seize all of their businesses, estate treasures, fixed assets, liquid capital and market value shares" "Publicly announce the crimes of the Locksong family as a warning to others."
Swish, swish, swish! Maxine's longsword was unsheathed, its aura pressing down on the scene.
Twelve members of the direct guard unit raised their firearms intimidatingly. They shrouded the estate in a veil of martial power! This was the unparalleled dominance of the Temple of War. Who would dare to resist? "The Locksong family surrenders!" Neo's body trembled as if on the brink of collapse. He uttered these words with quivering lips, and then everything went dark before his eyes as he lost consciousness.
In his mind, the last thought echoed, just two words repeated endlessly.
"It's over’.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThis night was destined to be restless.
The North trembled!! Within a mere four hours, six major families were ruthlessly dealt with. All their assets seized, estates sealed off, legitimate heirs left homeless, forced to seek refuge with relatives like dogs on the run! While the finger initially pointed at Alexander, even more accusations were directed at the Xanthos family! "It wasn't me!" Around two in the morning, Ywain slammed his hand on the table upon receiving the news, flames of fury igniting in his eyes! He struggled to digest the contents of these reports, rapidly piecing together the sequence of events. Finally, he sat
back on the edge of the bed, his hand tracing his own back, muttering softly, "Who has such power to enlist the governor's intervention? What madness possessed the governor to alarm the Temple of War?" "Also..." His fingers traced the rough and uneven surface of the skin above his back, his gaze narrowing slowly, containing a madness that no one could comprehend. On his unseen back, the skin was rough and uneven.
Only his fingers could clearly feel it.
Just like the six clan heads, in the sposition, with the spattern, and the scolor.
An exquisitely detailed blood-red maple leaf tattoo! I
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