His Lordship Alexander Kane

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Chapter 8272

Wyverna, Northern Region, Westwind Province-

“Is there still no news from Bella and the others?*

At this moment, in Qyntos, the provincial capital of Westwind.

Within a luxurious estate on the western outskirts, Thomas Jackman, the head of the Jackman family, leaned on a metallic cane. He gazed at a middle-aged man before him, his eyes flashing with intensity. “They went to OP Mare, and today marks the third day.”

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The middle-aged man, dressed in a gray suit, furrowed his brow slightly. “Dad, are you worried...”

“Something has happened!” Thomas slammed his cane on the ground, his voice as chilling as an ice cellar. Although Bella is a girl she’s always been able to distinguish between what's trivial and what’s important. She can’t remain out of contact for so long. Something must've happened in Ol’ Mare...”

Pausing here, he narrowed his eyes, slowly gritting his teeth. “The Jackman family is among the four major influential families in the north. We’ve weathered many storms. Those who offer respect are ultimately outsiders. In crucial times, we still have to rely on the foundation of our own family!”

He then gestured for the middle-aged man to support him and turned to walk toward the backyard.

In the backyard of the Jackman family estate, no one, even among the direct descendants of the Jackman family, was allowed to trespass without permission. Only on significant occasions, such as the New Year celebration, were they permitted to enter the backyard, kneel at the entrance, and pay respects to the elderly residing there.

Not for any other reason, but because the reclusive elder was Thomas’ grandfather, a protector of the entire Jackman family in his nineties.

Arriving at the entrance of the backyard. Thomas half-knelt on the ground, leaning on his cane, his voice filled with profound sorrow. “I am incompetent, causing shto our Jackman family! A few days ago, | arranged for Bella to go to Ol’ Mare for industrial development. | just never thought...”

“Lord Elder.” Recounting the deaths of Leandro and Matthew, along with the disappearance of Bella and others, Thomas expressed his grief and concern. “Sir, if my speculation is correct, Bella-and the others are likely in grave danger. The Jackman family is facing a major crisis!”

“lam old.” In the garden, the elder of the Jackman family slowly emerged from the stone house at the center of the artificial lake. Hunched over, meticulously groomed with silver hair, he chuckled self-deprecatingly.

“At this age. I've long abandoned the business of fighting and killing. However, if someone dares to provoke our Jackman family..

His footsteps seemingly invisible, he silently approached Thomas, shaking his head with a smile. “They could kill the Tyrant of the East. Do we need to ponder their strength? At least a suprgrand martial. Dealing with such an opponent, | am also quite troubled.”

+15 BONOS Though the old man said this, his eyes gleamed with vigor. His seemingly aged hands grasped an invisible energy, exuding unparalleled confidence throughout his body.

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“Lord Elder.” Beside Thomas stood his eldest son, Fablan. He knelt before the elder and said softly, “I've arranged snipers in various concealed positions, and all firearms at hhave been distributed. Even if the opponent doesn’t come, it’s better to be prepared. If he dares to come

His voice cto an abrupt halt when the roar of a fighter jet engine shattered the tranquility of the Jackman family.

Standing at the cabin door, Alexander overlooked the Jackman family estate from a high vantage point, waving to signal the fighter jet to descend slowly. He then glanced at Thomas and others from a distance. speaking softly. “It seems you're ready. Showwhat you’ve got, and don’t disappoint me!”

The expressions of the three members of the Jackman family varied.

Thomas’ face tightened, his metallic cane held tighter. Meanwhile, Fabian quickly pulled out his phone, evidently making a call to his subordinates.

As for the elder of the Jackman family, Hector, age spots on his face becmore pronounced with wrinkles. He tilted his head to gaze at the descending fighter jet, and the moment he recognized it, his pupils slightly contracted.

“Is this the Temple of War's fighter jet? You. You're from the Temple of War!”

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