Chapter 0310
Silence enveloped the villa’s courtyard.
Even beyond the villa gate, Wanda, Kelvin, and even Luca all stood motionless, almost forgetting to
breathe..
Unbelievable!
Was that the power of a human?
Surprisingly, the old man could unleash such astonishing power. The final palm strike seemed like a
derailed train, with visible sparks of friction between the edge of his palm and the air.
Who could withstand such a terrifying attack? Even the super–alloys crafted by modern advanced
technology would shatter in his palms.
“He’s a dead man now!” Behind Yorgos, Marcus stared at the motionless Alexander with unbridled joy.
“Yup. he’s a goner. No doubt about it! Hahaha!
“Wanda, Kelvin, did you see that? This is the fate of offending the Ledger family! Now, kneel and beg
for mercy.
and I might…”
He froze mid–sentence once more.
At the center of the villa courtyard, Alexander lowered his head to look at the aged palm print on his
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtchest. Then, slowly lifting his head, he gazed at the pale–faced Yorgos and chuckled. “Is that it?”
The way Alexander spoke made it sound like he was amused, yet it echoed like a thunderbolt
descending from the heavens, resonating in Yorgos‘ ears and mind simultaneously.
Yorgos felt cold, undeniable despair washing over him.
All his energy was spent in the three consecutive moves he unleashed. At this point, he was nothing
more than a feeble elderly person in the twilight of life, even inferior to an ordinary old man.
Yet, for all his desperate and frenzied attacks, he received nothing but a faint laughter that struck at his
soul.
‘Is that it?‘
The reality was cruel.
He went to great lengths, suffering severe backlash and launching consecutive desperate assaults, and
not even a single hair of Alexander was harmed.
“You’re too weak. Or should I say, the Ledger family is too weak,” Alexander extended a finger, casually
tapping Yorgos‘ forehead, speaking softly. “In the presence of true strength, mere supreme grand
martials are
nothing.
“You should feel proud to die by my hand.”
Yorgos‘ life ended there. There was not even a hint of resistance, or perhaps, the thought of resistance
had been forgotten.
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With a single finger, Alexander effortlessly extinguished all vitality from the old man. The aged to anot
even sway as it fell to the ground, lifeless,
On the steps of the living room behind, Marcus‘ pupils dilated, his entire body trembling u0721
mode
Yorgos was dead. One of the strongest martial artists in the Ledger family, capable of welding energy,
had been easily killed by Alexander’s finger. It was as simple as crushing an ant or even side.
“Sir Kane…”
Wanda’s hands rested on her chest in awe. Her heart pounded as she watched Alexanders back it was
like witnessing an all–powerful deity, her gaze filled with admiration, worship, and an undeniable adricz.
What defined a real man? What made a true powerhouse? Sir Kane… He could fulfill every worrari’s
fantasy!
“Marcus.” Alexander stepped forward, crossing over Yorgos‘ lifeless body. He walked slowly to the front
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmof the living room steps, smiling as he looked at the trembling Marcus. “Do you have any other trump
cards left? Otherwise, this is goodbye.”
Alexander’s right index finger extended again, slowly approaching Marcus forehead.
“No!” Marcus hastily cried out and knelt on the steps, repeatedly bowing to Alexander. “Alexander…
No, Mister Kane! You’re a magnanimous person, please don’t compare yourself to someone like me!
“Oh, oh, didn’t you just ask me to apologize to Miss Briers? I apologize! I’ll apologize right away!”
Marcus crawled out of the villa entrance, bowing to Wanda with a dirty face. His voice was nearly
hoarse.” Miss Briers, this has all been a silly mistake!
“If you spare me this time, the Ledger family will surely remember it. We’ll wholeheartedly support you
in your entertainment career and make sure you become a top star in the country! I swear!”
He spoke with sincerity, crying his heart out. As the heir of the Ledger family, when has he ever been
so humble and submissive? However, Alexander’s right index finger was like the sickle of death. With a
light touch, it would turn him into a dead dog instantly.
Wanda bit her thin lip, not daring to take matters into her own hands. Her gaze slowly fell on
Alexander’s face as she whispered, “S–Sir Kane, do you want him to live or die? Whatever you say, I’ll
go along with it!”