I Am the Ruler of All

Scarface Louie was shaking like a leaf as he groveled with a hoarse voice.
Kingsley stared at him impassively. "Didn't you say earlier that you wouldn't apologize even if I killed you? What happened to all
your bravado?"
"I..." Louie smacked his own mouth and wailed, "I'm sorry! I was stupid! It was all a bluff! I'm so sorry!"
Louie was filled with regret and self-reproach.
Why did I act tough just now?! I'm the one who's asking for it now!
Even if Kingsley did not go so far as to take his life, the same could not be said about Baron.
If Baron, the underground fighting champion, wanted to take his life, it would be a piece of cake for him.
When Louie thought about this, he began to quiver in fright again!
He hurriedly bowed to Alan and repeated, "Professor Gershwin, I'm really sorry! Please forgive me just this once!"
Louie knew that Alan was a kind person, so he hoped that Alan would speak on his behalf.
Alan had a complicated expression on his face, but just as he was about to speak, Kingsley cut in and said, "Professor
Gershwin, you should go and get your head injury checked. I'll sort this mess out."
"Just as well..." Alan sighed. "There is no progress without change. Rules are important to maintain social order."
He tottered away slowly after saying his piece.
"Prof..."
Louie's heart sank as he stared after Alan's retreating figure.

He was dead meat!
No one could plead on his behalf now!
Louie turned around and kneeled to Kingsley. "Mr. Nicholson, please forgive me! I beg you, please let me off just this once..."
However, there was a dangerous glint in Kingsley's eyes. "Professor Gershwin is right. Rules need to be set in place to maintain
social order. In any case, I've already given you a chance earlier."
Kingsley gestured to Baron and commanded, "Lay down the law! Bury him!"
His voice was ringing in Louie's ears, and Louie felt like he had been struck by lightning!
Everything went dark!
Thud!
Louie fainted from terror!
Meanwhile, Louie's men were frightened out of their wits as well!
All of them fell limp to the ground and begged for Kingsley to forgive them.
Kingsley gave them a fleeting glance. "I'll let you handle these guys, Baron. I trust that you won't disappoint me?"
"I won't let you down!" Baron promised. "I'll toss them all into the underground fighting ring tonight and let the new recruits have
some fun!"
What?
The moment they heard what was in store for them, all the thugs dressed in security guard uniforms nearly peed their pants!

While they could deal with a bunch of civilians, they were nowhere near skilled enough to fight against underground fighters.
Even if they got out of the ring alive, they would still be beaten to within an inch of their lives!
Thud!
Thud! Thud!
......
...
All at once, the menacing bunch of thugs who were waving their batons around just a moment ago were now lying unconscious
on the ground.
Baron ordered his men to drag Louie and the others away before asking courteously, "Mr. Nicholson, I've been meaning to
apologize to you in person. Would you happen to have some time tonight?"
Kingsley waved him off. "I'm busy today. Maybe some other time."
Reene was still in surgery, so he was in no mood to sit around with Baron.
"Of course, of course..." Baron nodded agreeably.
A thought occurred to Baron and he muttered to Kingsley, "By the way, Mr. Nicholson, I heard that Felix Jacob is putting out a hit
on you. It's best to be cautious and keep an eye out..."
Kingsley's eyes grew sharp once he heard this news.
Felix wants to assassinate me?
Could this mean that the server at the pre-bid conference today was sent by the Jacobs?!

"Alright, I got it," Kingsley said to Baron. "You don't need to concern yourself with this. Just deal with Scarface Louie."
"Yes, Mr. Nicholson. I'll see to it at once." Baron bowed politely to Kingsley before leaving with his men in tow.
Now that all the men from the underworld had left, there was only a group of frightened doctors and nurses left, including a
trembling Zayne.
Kingsley swept his gaze across them. "Do you all remember what Professor Gershwin said?"
"Yes, we remember! For the benefit of the sick, we must practice with warmth, sympathy, and understanding! We must respect
every patient as fellow human beings! We remember his words clearly!"
All of them nodded obediently.
They were all scared stiff, and no one dared to speak out against Kingsley.
Then, Kingsley turned to Zayne and questioned in an icy tone, "Mr. Church, are you still keen on teaching me a lesson?"