Chapter 420

Chapter 0420

Entering the main hall of the dojo, Louis’ expression was grave.

He closed the wooden door behind him and pulled Alexander to sit on the wooden floor. In a deep voice, he said. “I had a feeling.

The name Alexander sounded familiar, and it turns out to be you.” Speaking, his voice lowered. “If I were you, I’d find a place to

hide. You're in big trouble!”

Oh?

Alexander’s expression remained unchanged, and he said softly, “Please, Mister Briers, enlighten

me.

“Enlighten, my foot-stop joking around!” Louis snorted, his voice still low. “A few days ago, the nine Grandmasters from the north

joined forces and went to the Saunders family. The result? They all met a tragic end, causing a city-wide uproar. Be honest; was

it you?”

So much time had passed, and it was not a secret anymore. Alexander had no need to conceal anything. He nodded lightly and

said. “Yes.”

There were just nine Grandmasters, nothing worth mentioning.

“So it was you...” Louis’ breath paused. His gaze toward Alexander changed slightly.

He thought that in the face of such a serious event, Alexander would deny everything. He admitted it so readily, perhaps without

realizing the severity of the matter.

“You really are fearless, like a newborn calf facing a tiger!”

Louis shook his head slowly, unable to hold back a long sigh. “Young Kane, you have no idea how much trouble you’ve brought

upon yourself! The nine Grandmasters are from prominent northern families, not comparable to the small fry from Zabaleta.

You...

Alexander laughed!

The northern families?

Against the mighty Lord of the Temple of War, not to mention northern families, even the top five families in the country would

bow and swear allegiance, never daring to offend.

“Thank you for your concern, Mister Briers.” He locked eyes with Louis as if discussing a trivial matter, chuckling softly. “Dealing

with the northern magnates is what it is. If they dare to retaliate, they're welcome to meet their doom.

“One comes, one dies; two come, both die. However many come, they'll all die. They'll fall until

they fear, until they tremble at the mere mention.”

Louis shook as if struck by lightning.

Die? However many?

In his entire life, he never met someone so confident!

Perhaps the better term to be used was ‘arrogant

“Young man, you don’t understand the vastness of the heavens and the depth of the earth. Do you think being a Grandmaster, a

supreme grand martial, is the ceiling of martial arts?”

Louis continued after a moment of silence. “There are masters beyond masters, heavens beyond heavens. In the martial world,

true experts either hide in the mountains or join the military. The so- called martial arts Grandmaster is just qualified to venture

into the martial world.

“Take the military, for example. Even a Grandmaster of energy transformation can, at most, become a General. A supreme grand

martial is merely titled as a Baron of War!

“Above supreme grand martials, there are Martial Overlords, who in the military can be proclaimed as Dukes of War. Beyond

Dukes of War, there are Lords of War.”

Alexander nodded lightly. “Mh.”

What Louis described was the current martial arts system. He. Alexander, was the invincible Lord of War, undoubtedly the

strongest.

“You still don’t understand what I mean.” Seeing Alexander nod, Louis‘ expression turned more helpless, and he sighed bitterly.

“Do you know that among the northern magnates, there are super strong figures revered at the level of Martial Overlords?

Unless the Lord of War intervenes, it's impossible to resist.

“You've offended the three major northern families. A slight move can set off a chain reaction. especially the Redwine family, a

top-tier second-rate family among the northern magnates!

“If the head of the Redwine family spares no effort and invites that martial saint to take action, then...”

Alexander narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly.

The Redwine family?

If he guessed right, the current head of the Redwine family should have changed at this point.