I Am the Ruler of All

Seconds later, Morten sank to his knees as he didn't dare to defy the Tanner Family's Northern Draken Order; otherwise, he
would be a wanted man all over the underworld.
In the meantime, Ashton was seen with his eyes widening in horror. "Doesn't the Northern Draken Tag belong to the Tanners'
young lady?"
"You mean Paige?" Kingsley's smile wasn't one of happiness but mockery. "Henrich was the one who granted me the order
himself!"
As soon as Morten heard Henrich's name, he was so shocked that it took a toll on his health and caused him to vomit blood from
his mouth. At the same time, his face was written with a gloomy expression that was accompanied by the horrifying blood
trickling from his lips. "D*mn you! Ashton! I have you to thank for getting myself in so much trouble..." Upon letting out a sigh, he
closed his eyes and seemingly kicked the bucket.
Then, Kingsley set his eyes on the crowd and made a stern announcement. "From now on, everyone from the Summers Family
shall be deported out of Qustia and never set foot in this country ever again!"
Upon hearing the man's harsh announcement, they all broke down in tears, grieving over the Summers Family's downfall. In a
matter of seconds, they turned from socialites to proletariats, who were about to lead a miserable life. Without money and
network, the people from the Summers Family were likely going to struggle to survive in a foreign country.
Nevertheless, Kingsley still went ahead to order the officers and platoon leaders to take everyone from the Summers Family
away. At the same time, Ashton, along with five hundred of his men, were taken to the police station in Cleapolis for further
investigation. In that instant, the Summers Residence became desolated and empty, which was a complete contrast to its
crowded sight a few moments earlier. That day marked the downfall of the Summers Family, which had been established in
Cleapolis for more than a decade.
On the other hand, Randy hopelessly closed his eyes, dwelling on the unexpected doom of his fate and his family's due to the
decision he made 17 years ago. Overwhelmed by regret and guilt, he would rather live his life poorly and miserably than accept
the offer to take care of the remains of Kingsley's parents if only he were given a second chance. While tears began to roll down
his eyes, he finally understood why it was so important for one to live by his conscience. After all, ill-gotten short-term gains were

not worth the long-term pain.
At that moment, the Summers Residence was left with Randy, Connor, Caleb, Kayla, Ashton, and Morten. Meanwhile, Kingsley
coldly stared at them and said, "Now, it's finally time for payback." As soon as his words were heard, the six of them shook like a
leaf and struggled to even find the courage to beg the man for mercy. "Hades, do you have The Humming Poison Pill with you?"
In fact, The Humming Poison Pill was a drug that was invented in a biochemical department on Coliree Island. Although its
poison was not lethal, it could inflict overwhelming pain on its victim, who consumed it, which explained its frequent use in
interrogations and punishments.
Hades nodded. "I've always carried it with me."
"Please let our friend, Caleb, have a taste of it."
"Of course!" Hades replied with an affirmative hum and forcefully opened Caleb's mouth before throwing the red pill into it.
Coughing violently, Caleb tried to make himself vomit as he tearfully cried out in horror, "What did you just put in my mouth?"
With a glacial look on his face, Kingsley answered, "Wasn't this what you fed Yulia with? I'm going to let you have a taste of your
own medicine now."
"Please..." Before Caleb could finish his words, his face was suddenly written with a horrified look. The next second, he covered
his stomach and collapsed onto the ground in agony. "My stomach hurts..." With his eyes bloating, his mouth was seen with
blood trickling out of it, as if he was a blood-sucking vampire.
"Caleb!" Randy's heart was broken when he saw his son's painful look.
After that, Kingsley turned his attention to Ashton and asked, "Didn't you just say you wanted to stitch Lancer's mouth?" When
Ashton heard that, his body shivered from head to toe, his teeth tethering so much that he couldn't utter a single word. Soon,
Kingsley gave Lancer an order, which the latter accepted and executed as told. "Slap his mouth as hard as you can!"
Moments later, Ashton's painful and horrible cry could be heard by everyone present as Lancer slapped his mouth mercilessly

and relentlessly. At the sight of the violent scene, Randy and the rest were so scared that they began to wet themselves and fall
apart.
In the meantime, Kayla cried out loud and pathetically begged for mercy. "Please spare my life. I'm just a woman. I don't want to
die."
"You know what? I'm going to grant you your wish." Kingsley glared at the lady, who stopped sobbing at the same time and
hopefully looked at the man while waiting for him to respond. Then, he flashed a glacial smile and said, "The six of you can go
back to the Summers Residence now."
"W-What?!" Randy and the others were seen with doubtful expressions on their faces, wondering if they could get away with
what would seemingly doom their fate.
"What're you waiting for?" Kingsley asked, "Are you guys waiting for me to kill you all?"
"Sure! Sure! We'll move right away! We'll go back in!" Randy got up clumsily and staggered into the Summer Residence with his
son, Caleb. On the other hand, Connor and Ashton got back to their shaking feet and pathetically ran into the building with their
tails between their legs. As soon as they entered through the door, the six of them cried and gratefully thanked their fate for
being kind to them. "We survived! We survived! We're not going to die!"
Just when they were celebrating in excitement, Kingsley suddenly ordered his men to step away from the Summers Residence
and waved his hand. "Shut the door and fire the cannons now!"