I Am the Ruler of All (Kingsley) novel Chapter 78

Hearing Kingsley's voice, Boris raised his head and glared at the man silently without saying a single word.

"You're a professor, yet my men used such cruel methods on you. It seems they were too rough."

Kingsley's voice was very soft, as if he came to have a cup of tea with an old friend instead of interrogating a criminal.

"That's right. I came to Qustia to attend the academic forum. How dare you treat me like this! I will sue you in the international court!" Boris yelled out furiously in broken Qustian.

Lancer sneered coldly, "Why would you need to attend the academic forum with a gun?

He picked up a baton and told Kingsley, "Boss, this b*stard is stubborn to a fault. Let me give him a lesson to remember!"

A frightened Boris struggled against the rope as he yelled, "This is illegal captivity!

It's illegal! I demand to be contacted by Sweoya's embassy!"

Raising his hand, Kingsley stopped Lancer. "It's not a good idea to use interrogation without a care."

He took one of the chairs and sat right in front Boris as he stated impassively, "I don't have much time. This is the last chance I'm giving you, so tell me the names of all the spies in Sweoya and their undercover identities."

"I have no idea what spies you're talking about! I'm just a normal professor. You're just trying to throw dirt on me!" Because Boris refused to yield, Kingsley's expression became colder. "Have I been too nice to you?"

"N-No..." Shivers ran down Boris' spine.

Staring straight into Kingsley's hazel eyes, he could see the world's most terrifying killing intent directed at him!

Standing up, Kingsley took out a 4-inch needle from a metal box. "I despise wasting my time."

"You... What are you trying to do?"

Boris came to the realization that the soft-spoken Kingsley was more terrifying compared to Lancer!

He would rather be whipped or even beaten with the baton than face Kingsley's cold, soulless gaze!

"My godfather was a god-like person who taught me a lot of things." Holding the needle in his hand, Kingsley walked over to Boris as he continued in a cold voice, "However, there was only one thing I learned from him that has benefitted me my whole life. It was an ancient medical skill."

It was as if his voice was echoing from the depths of the underworld. Even Lancer couldn't help but feel shivers running through his body.

"I- I'll tell you... I'll tell you everything that I know!" Boris had never been so terrified, nor had he felt so much pain because he yelled out loud, "I'll tell you everything I know! Get this d*mn needle out of me!!"

Kingsley flicked his fingers at the speed of light as the needle came out of his head.

The clinking sound of metal hit the ground.

"Phew..." He let out a deep breath of relief.

It had only been a few minutes, but his whole body was already soaked in a cold sweat. He never wanted to experience that terrifying feeling again!

Kingsley sat back in his chair as he commented calmly, "There would have been no need for you to go through this pain had you given up earlier."

"Now, tell me. How many of you have sneaked in, and what are the identities and code names you're all using? What's the purpose behind the operation in Qustia? And what's the operation for?!"