I Am the Ruler of All

Chapter 12

Chapter 12 I’m Your Father!

“Watch out! Hide!” With that, the group hurriedly hid in the dark corners.

Kingsley pulled a silent pistol out from his waist, slowly pointing it at a shadowy area not far from them.

To that, Hades whispered, “Someone’s in the shadows.”

Both sides stood off silently, none daring to come out into the light first.

Thus, Kingsley closed his eyes and focused on listening to his surroundings…

There were six different breathings on the second floor: his, Hades’, two Group 4 soldiers’, Boris’, and the hidden figure across from them.

With closed eyes, Kingsley tilted his head slightly as he listened to the somewhat erratic breathing coming from across them.

The next second, he pulled the trigger, and Bam! The figure fell to the ground, having no chance to even fight back.

“Who goes there!?” Boris spoke in Sweoyan upon hearing noises outside. “Is it you, Abegg?”

However, what responded to him was a kick on the door. “Speak Qustian!” Kingsley ordered.

Appalled by the four strangers barging in, Boris shot up from his chair and spoke in a broken Qustian. “Who are you people? How dare you trespass?!”

Kingsley smirked in response. “I’m your father!”

he turned to his men. “Tie

to a desk drawer, but just as he was about to open it, Hades appeared by his side and tied his hands behind his

knot was so secure that there

drawer and pulled out a pistol. “Ares,

it. Bring it back

at the top of his lungs. “I am an ambassador of the academic exchanges between Sweoya and Qustia! You cannot treat

cold, Hades went back out into the corridor to clean up Abegg’s blood at the fastest speed, leaving

a dead Abegg, where Group

2 reconnected the

this half an hour would forever become an

Keep Boris

“Oh, one more thing. Find out the address of

the Nicholson Family, and he must reconstruct the manor there to

remember was that his house was massive, and it was sectioned into five big areas. As for the address, he had

 

completely different from how it was a couple of decades ago. Not even Grandpa Joe

“Yes, Ares!”

the others back to Coliree Group, while Kingsley hailed a cab back to

he got home, it was already past three. A whole day of ‘adventure’ got

up in the air the

“F*cking sh*t!”

eyes were staring right at him from less than

shot right up, shrieking, “Serena, what the

little Kingsley sure has gotten more and more good-looking. I’m beginning to doubt if I should kill

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