I Am the Ruler of All

When Hugh Zellner, the president of the Dance Club, saw a strange group of people walking into the venue where the dance competition was being held, he frowned and asked in displeasure, "What are all of you doing? Can't you see that there's a competition going on here? How could you just barge in?!" As he spoke, he looked at the person being dragged by Kingsley and sneered, "I'm giving you a f*cking warning. If you don't get lost…" Hugh suddenly paused.

"President Giuliani?! Mr. Cortez?! What is going on?!" His jaws dropped as he was completely dumbfounded!

He finally recognized the two men who were being dragged along like sacks. They were Calvin, the student council president, and Perry, the head of the Taekwondo Club! By then, Perry had slowly regained consciousness as Kingsley didn't hit the back of his neck hard enough earlier on. As he slowly opened his eyes and looked around, his expression turned grim!

"Ahh… My back…" Perry's back was hurting as he was dragged by Kingsley all the way from the second floor to the first floor. It was even worse for Calvin! Since he had already injured his right hand and left leg, his injury had worsened from being dragged that far. It was so painful that his expression was bitter, and it looked embarrassing.

Hugh looked on surprisedly at the senior members of the student council and couldn't believe his eyes. "Y-You… What are you trying to do?" he looked at Kingsley and asked.

"I would like to borrow your venue to deal with some garbage," Kingsley responded impassively.

Hugh was lost for words and gulped as he was put in a difficult position. Calvin was the president of the student council and held high authority. Thus, offending Calvin wouldn't bring him any good. Perry, on the other hand, wasn't an exception as not only he had a group of members who were experts in Taekwondo, but he was also an exchange student from Southsiren Republic. Hugh could not offend him as well!

When Kingsley noticed how difficult it was for Hugh to make a decision, he smiled, "Don't worry. This has nothing to do with you. All you have to do is to lend us the venue."

"Alright! Our competition shall be paused. Anyone can use the gymnasium during this time. How you want to use this space has nothing to do with me!" Hugh finally agreed to it.

He knew that Kingsley wasn't someone to be messed with as he could easily carry two senior members of the student council with his bare hands. Obviously, he didn't want to get himself into trouble!

"Come on! Leave the PA system on the side!" Hugh turned around and spoke to the members of the Dance Club. "The competition has been paused. Let's vacate the space!" Following that, the well-dressed members of the Dance Club started moving the equipment to the side.

Seeing the changes made to the venue surprised the students who were in their seats. "What's happening? Why did the competition get paused?"

"What are those people trying to do? Start a fight? The man already has plaster casts on his legs and arms. Is he still going to fight?!"

Just then, someone exclaimed, "That… That man with plaster casts seems to be the student council president! I've seen his pictures in the school's newspaper!"