I Am the Ruler of All

Chapter 44

"P-Paige…" Ashton stuttered with an ashen face, his legs shaking as though they had been electrocuted.

Just how dumb and blind was he to audaciously hit on Miss Tanner?!

"I'm sorry, Miss Tanner!" Ashton dropped to the ground with a thud and begged Paige for mercy.

Before the crowd had time to react, Paige swung her whip while chiding, "Sorry? It's too late for that!"

With a crisp pow, the Serpent Whip slapped viciously on Ashton's back, and the cloth instantly ripped apart, revealing a crimson whip mark.

Ashton grimaced in pain, not daring to make a sound as he gnashed his teeth.

Everyone was flabbergasted by the turn of events, for none of them had thought this innocent-looking young woman could be so ruthless.

However, what was even more shocking was that the Reaper dared not even make a sound when he was being whipped.

With that, everyone started to look at each other, wondering who in the world this hot young woman was.

Peter and Caleb, on the other hand, were even more dumbfounded.

In their minds, Ashton was someone who could get anybody to do whatever he wanted.

But now, he was cowering in front of a woman like a dog!

"Mr. Birch! What are you doing?!" Caleb's eyes widened with incredulity. "She's just a girl. Can't you handle her?!"

"Shut up!" hissed Ashton, shaken to his core when he heard Caleb's words. "If you don't want to die, just keep quiet!"

"You should shut up too if you don't want to die!" Paige ordered coldly as she looked down at him.

"Yes, yes, yes. Whatever you say, Miss Tanner." Ashton didn't even dare to look up.

His influence was nothing in the face of the Tanner Family, so he didn't dare to continue acting rampantly.

It was only then Kingsley sauntered to Paige and waved. "Hey, we meet again." Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

The image of his naked body popped into Paige's head when she looked at Kingsley, and her face flushed instantly. "You stinkin' mug! As if I'm pleased to meet you!"

Ashton raised his head gingerly to find Paige behaving a little bashfully, leading his jaw to drop.

Is this really Miss Tanner, the one who has her enemies cowering in fear?!

Kingsley chuckled awkwardly. "I didn't mean it that day. Your bed was so nice that I forgot to put my

clothes on before—" Accidentally falling asleep, he wanted to say.

"That's enough!" Paige cut him off before he could finish his words. "I don't want to hear it!"

However, for those who didn't know what actually went down, Kingsley's words sounded rather suggestive.

He didn't put his clothes on before…

Ashton finally realized why this b*stard dared to be so arrogant—he was Miss Tanner's boy toy!

"How do you plan on dealing with these guys?" Paige asked coldly as she put her whip back on her waist.

With that, Kingsley beckoned to Caleb and Peter. "You two, come here."

Caleb's face changed multifold, and his legs took him nowhere as he stayed rooted to the ground.

On the other hand, Peter's face was bloodless, and he held his chest in pain while saying, "I-I'll apologize. I'll apologize, how about that? I really can't move. It hurts too much…"

How dare he continue acting tough when Ashton had yielded?!

However, Kingsley had booted him so ruthlessly that his chest felt unbearably painful when he breathed even a little heavier, let alone move an inch.

Kingsley smirked in response, then looked over at Caleb. "You're unscathed; how come you're not

moving? Are you scared of me?"

"I…" At that, Caleb went up to Kingsley resolutely. "What do you want?"

"Young Master Caleb," Kingsley said plainly. "I won't take your life now when I've given you and your family a month."

Then, he pointed at Ashton. "You two—break each other's legs, and we'll call it a day."

"What?!" Ashton looked up angrily. "Ever heard about sparing when you can, kid? Don't burn bridges!"

"Don't worry. I will still find a way even when all hope is lost."

With that, he chucked the Northern Draken Tag at Ashton's face while saying monotonously, "My patience is limited. What's it going to be, then?"

As Ashton took a dreaded glance at the Northern Draken Tag, a hint of malice flashed across his eyes. "Alright, I'll do it!" he said.

Following that, he slowly got up and mercilessly booted Caleb on the calf, and the sound of a bone snapping in half could be heard immediately.

"Ah!" Caleb howled in pain. Beads of sweat instantly gathered on his forehead, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

Kingsley sneered in response. "Looks like Young Master Caleb won't be able to retaliate."

"Are you happy now?" Ashton's hands were balled into fists.

"What about yourself?" Kingsly asked emotionlessly. "Are you going to do it yourself, or do you want me to help you?"

Ashton took a gander at the paralyzed Peter before saying through gnashed teeth, "I'll do it myself!"

With that, he grabbed a large rock from the ground and smashed it against his left arm.

Bam! Blood instantly flowed from his hand while his bones deformed.

Ashton grimaced due to the pain and said through gnashed teeth, "Is this… good enough for you?"

Every single person in the crowd was shocked by what they witnessed.

This young man is really ruthless!

To think he can have the Reaper self-mutilate submissively!

At that point, everyone looked at Kingsley with utter awe, no longer daring to say another insult or mockery.

Seeing Ashton's bloody hand, Paige scrunched her nose and said, "This is too brutal. I'm done playing with you guys. Bye!"

Ashton, on the other hand, hit the roof and nearly cursed.

Why didn't you think it was brutal when you whipped me?!

After Paige left, Kingsley looked down at Caleb. "I've said this before; I won't take your life today, but you'd better behave yourself."

Caleb couldn't talk tough anymore, for he was already on the verge of passing out from so much pain.

Following that, Kingsley walked over to Peter and squatted down to his eye level. "Young Master Peter, I hope you won't forget about your promise."

The terrified Peter shuddered, looking at him like he was Satan. "W-What promise?"

"Didn't you say that you'd set up a live stream and eat sh*t if your family's invitation is withdrawn?"

"But…" Peter still wanted to quibble.

"Young Master Peter, I would advise you not to go back on your word," said Kingsley as he patted Peter's face lightly. "You have seven days until the end of the month. I look forward to your live stream then."

With that, he slowly stood up and left, disregarding Peter's terrified and begging gaze.

It wasn't until the janky Volkswagen Santana disappeared from everyone's sight that Ashton dared to raise his head.

"Pfft! You're just Tanner's boy toy! How dare you act so rampantly?!" he cursed then turned to Caleb and Peter. "You two hang on. I'm calling the ambulance. Don't worry, I'll definitely make sure he pays

for it!"

"I'm going to kill that son of a wh*re! I want him dead!" Caleb roared, lying on the ground while hugging his leg.

……

…

Connor, the eldest young master of the Summers Family, rushed back home from the next town when heard someone had broken his younger brother's leg.

Veins popped from his clenched fists when he saw Caleb lying on the bed with a plastered leg. "This is intolerable! No one is allowed to trample all over us! He has to pay for what he's done!"

"Yes, he has to pay!" Caleb was outraged. "Connor, what are you going to do? Do you have a good plan?"