His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0094 It was not long until the late hours of the night came.

Ray dutifully waited outside Severn Mansion for some time. When he saw Alexander and George coming out, he bowed and opened the car door. He greeted them respectfully, “Mister Kane, Mister Severn.”NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

Alexander got in the car. Ray drove and headed straight for the Eastman Club.

All the other bigwigs in the Eastman Club’s private VIP room were frowning, especially the swearing Frank Harley. “George, that bastard! He’s already

received the invitation. How dare he make me wait?! Look at what time it is! Why is he not here yet?” Just as the others were about to say something, the door of the room slowly opened with a squeak. George entered the room with Ray. He scanned everyone’s faces and said with a smile, “Hello, everyone. I’m not late, am 1?” Swoosh!

The bigwigs almost stood up at the same time.

Frank snickered maliciously. “George Severn, you dare show yourself? And

you've only brought this loser Ray Storm? Do you really think | wouldn’t dare to touch you?”

George sneered at them. He was not afraid at all.

Obviously, he did not only bring Ray.

In his car parked outside was the Lord of War, Alexander Kane. Alexander had his

back.

“Well, how interesting!” Frank glanced behind George. Once he made sure no one else was behind him, his grin widened. His eyes gleamed viciously. “You can stop acting now, Mister Severn. Pretending to be heroic by coming here alone? You're an idiot!”

“Hahahaha!” The other men laughed at George as if he was a fool. George remained unfazed.

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Ray, who was behind him, quickly scanned around the room. He first saw the monk, Walter. Then, he saw a fair-skinned man sitting next to him. His heart skipped a beat.

Although he did not know Walter’s name, he could see how muscular he was. He was most likely a great fighter.

The fair-skinned man was at least 1.9 meters tall. He was wearing clothes oddly too big for him, yet his muscles filled it up well. He seemed like a bodybuilder, someone who had extremely terrifying energy.

“They sure have intimidating men here,’ fretted Ray to himself.

Could George. ..defeat them? They were great fighters! The pros!

Compared to Ray, George was clearly much calmer. He glared at Frank and said, Frank, my time is precious. You wanted a duel, right? Well, get on with it! Don’t waste my time!”

“A duel? Haha!” Frank snickered. He then barked, “Master Ezekiel, go! Kill him!”

Swoosh!

Walter swept George a sharp gaze. He jumped from his chair and pounced at George like a tiger pouncing on its prey.

Frank smirked wickedly. He had long predicted the outcome. Once Walter made a move, George was surely doomed!

Right at this moment, a raspy voice rang out calmly from the door.

“Who are you trying to kill? You want to fight? Well, it just so happens I’m in the mood. | don’t mind stretching a bit. How do you want to do it? All together at once or one after the other? Take your pick! I’ll play along.”

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