His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

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Zane’s face darkened as Damian’s challenge hung in the air, but he could not come up with a

comeback.

The next generation had failed to live up to expectations, their skills lacking.

Damian Habeck was a force to be reckoned with–a Southern Fist prodigy who had mastered

kickboxing in Alstonberg and dominated the underground fight scene, claiming the title of Demon King

in seven weight classes.

In Wyverna, his strength was unmatched by the Yanker family’s sorry excuse for a younger generation.

“Times change, and new heroes rise,” Damian said, his fists clenched in a show of power. “Face it,

Yanker family head–you’re getting old! If your young ones can’t beat me, it just means your Divine Ape

Backbreaking Fist is history. You’ve got no business leading the martial arts alliance

anymore.

“Just hand over the alliance ruler’s token. It’s time.”

Zane’s weathered face twitched with barely contained emotion. His hands locked behind him, his nails

pressing painfully into his own skin. He knew he could take down Damian with ease, but the kid was

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part of the younger generation–it was their fight, not his. He could not be seen as the big guy picking on

the little guy.

“Forget it!”

He shook his head slowly, his right hand lingering over something hidden in his clothes before

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pulling out a golden token, the mark of the martial arts alliance leadership.

‘Alliance ruler‘ was boldly inscribed on one side, with a sketch of the Regulus Windsur landscape

on the other. He examined it briefly, then sighed—a sound of resignation.

He tossed the token toward Damian, who was practically glowing with anticipation.

“Patriarch!”

From behind, 10 of the Yanker family’s Grandmasters were seething, itching to jump into the fray.

“Are you all so eager to be seen as bullies?!” Zane’s voice was a thunderous growl. “The

Patriarch’s decree is absolute–no one touches Damian! If he’s got the guts to take the token, then

we’ve got the guts to win it back!”

The Grandmasters stood there, their faces twisted with shame, as they watched the token arc

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through the air, heading straight for Damian’s eager hands.

All of a sudden, a figure sliced through the air.

A shadowy, swift silhouette darted by, a gust of wind on a calm day, moving too fast for the eye to

follow. It was whisked by Damian. With a soft ‘snap‘, the story took an unexpected turn.

The martial arts alliance token, glinting with golden light, was snatched up with ease by the mysterious

figure.

“Huh?!”

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Of everyone there, Zane had the most formidable strength. His eyes squinted just a bit, and he was

visibly taken aback.

Was that him?

The young powerhouse who had boldly stepped in on top of the train, knocking him out with a single

move, the renowned Alexander, the so–called king without a crown of Ol‘ Mare?

“Head of the Yanker family.”

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Alexander’s presence was unmistakable, casually flipping the alliance token in his hand. He shot Zane

an aloof smile. “I hope my dropping in unannounced hasn’t caused any trouble for the Yanker family.

“And it looks like the Yanker family has its fair share of problems, having to give up the alliance ruler

token just like that, huh?”

Zane was about to retort when the 10 Grandmasters behind him were already seething with anger.

They had tagged along with Zane to Ol‘ Mare, only to come back empty–handed, the butt of jokes

among the elite of the north–all because of Alexander. They had not even settled the score from

before, and he had the nerve to waltz right in?

What was Alexander up to? Was he there to wreak havoc, just like Damian had?

“Looks like you all got the wrong idea,” Alexander remarked, his gaze drifting across the faces of the

ten Grandmasters.

With a shake of his head and a wry smile, he turned to Damian and said in a low voice, “You were

saying that no one in the younger generation of Regulus Windsur could beat you, and that’s why you’re

after the Yanker family’s alliance ruler token?

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“Am I even worthy to challenge you?”

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