The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye)

Chapter 500

Nathaniel couldn't give a definite answer to the question because it was hard to predict everything.

He was aware of Nick's treatment towards Wisdom. If Wisdom were to go back now, it was likely that Nick would discipline him with physical punishment.

After all, Nathaniel witnessed Wisdom's growth since the latter was young. Upon thinking of the pain that Wisdom had recently suffered, Nathaniel whispered, "Take Wisdom to our villa first. We'll talk about it later after we find Zion."

"You'd better be careful."

The truth was, Mango wanted to go inside with Nathaniel to save his son, but she couldn't leave Wisdom behind either. The most important thing right now was to beware of the informers from the Ye family. Also, Nick's accomplice was probably there as well.

If what Wisdom said was true about how the shooting club was related to Nick, then this kid was not safe here anymore.

Although Mango was worried about Zion, she had to take care of Wisdom as well.

Mango knew Nathaniel's intention. The two of them had been together for a long time, and they naturally knew each other's thoughts even without saying it out.

Seeing that Mango had understood what he meant, Nathaniel said in a low voice, "Be careful."

"I have called Merle over just in case, so don't worry. But can you handle it alone without Thomas?"

Mango was still worried about Nathaniel.

Then, Nathaniel smiled and he reassured her, "Don't worry about me. There's nothing I can't do. You and Wisdom should go back to the villa now and wait for me."

"Be careful."

"Got it."

After that, Nathaniel watched as Mango left with Wisdom.

Meanwhile, Wisdom asked concernedly, "Mommy, can Uncle save Zion?"

"Yes, absolutely!"

Mango kept reassuring Wisdom, but the truth was, she was trying to cheer herself up too.

Zion woke up not long after he was being thrown into the dungeon.

He looked around, only to see that many children were seized there. The children looked slightly older than him. However, they were all wounded and injured. Some of them curled up in the corners and they didn't say a word.

They noticed Zion's presence, but their cold attitude remained and they didn't even bother to start a conversation.

Clearly, there were traces of sadness and despair in the eyes of these children.

Zion didn't know where he was, but he understood that there was no way for him to sit still and wait for death.

"Hey guys, where are we now?"

Zion sat up and he felt a throbbing pain in his neck.

Yet, the other children only took a glance at him and they continued to remain silent.

Zion was a little upset.

"Guys, I was captured here too. Don't you guys want to escape? Can't you at least tell me where is this? I'll find a way to inform my Daddy to save us."

Zion was still hopeful about seeking help.

However, the children were indifferent and they remained unresponsive.

Just when Zion was distressed, a little girl approached him.

"Sis, do you know where are we now?"

Wisdom hurriedly asked with a bright smile, hoping that his cute attitude would gain her favor in giving responses.

However, the little girl opened her mouth and she pointed to her tongue.

Upon seeing the scene ahead of him, Zion slumped down to the ground in shock.

The little girl's tongue was cut off to half, and it scared the hell out of him.

Suddenly, Zion thought of what Maxwell had said.

Maxwell said that he would find a way to make him forget about his identity, and Zion would be turned into a tool for murder. Perhaps he was going to be just like the girl?

Zion could felt his heartbeat ripping through his chest.

No!

He refused to become a mute.

"Sis, is everyone like this?"

Zion pointed at the children around them.

The little girl then nodded.

Zion suddenly felt a cold chill down his spine.

What should he do?

Would he be able to escape this horrifying place?

Or maybe he would become one of them?

No!

He didn't want it!

Zion was frightened. Then, he quickly got up to pull open the dungeon's door. However, the moment his hand touched the metal door, an electric current suddenly struck him and sent Zion flying far away.

"Ahh!"

Zion stumbled and he fell to the ground. Just then, he could feel his buttock ripping apart because of the excruciating pain.

The little girl hurried forward to help him up.

"You won't be able to escape."

Her voice was muffled and unclear. Therefore, he had to listen carefully to decipher what she was saying.

Zion was terrified upon hearing her words.

Although he was clever with a few martial arts skills, he had never been in such cruelty.

How could they be so inhumane?

Weren't they just children? How could they cut off their tongues!

Zion mustered up his courage and he continued to move forward. He wanted to find his bag, but Zion realized that he didn't have anything on him, not even a cell phone.

Maybe he had lost it on the way here or it could have been taken away by those people.

Zion was extremely frightened by the thought of his real identity being exposed.

"Daddy, Mommy, where are you guys?"

At this moment, Zion was extremely regretful.

He shouldn't be so impulsive by running away from home with Wisdom!

Zion didn't know Wisdom's whereabouts as well, or whether he had been caught like him.

If only he listened to Mango's advice about learning shooting when he was older, then he wouldn't have ended up like this.

Or maybe if he hadn't insisted on coming here, then such misery would never happen to him and Wisdom, right?

Zion felt miserable as he thought about it. He missed Mango and Nathaniel very much.

He finally understood that there was no place like home.

Yet, would anyone else know that he was here?

Zion looked at the electric fence that kept on flickering, and he was unwilling to give up. He continued to bang against it but was once again struck by the electric current.

The little girl couldn't bear to see him like that, so she quickly grabbed him before garbling some words. Alas, he couldn't comprehend what she was trying to say.

Finally, he noticed a slight change of attitude in the children.

Maybe Zion was a fool in their eyes. Who in the world would hit the electric door with their bare skin and body?

But it just so happened that Zion was a stubborn and foolish person.

He didn't want to be locked up there like a disabled person nor being summoned like a servant. Also, he refused to become someone that forgot his identity.

Instead of living in a grievance like this, wouldn't it be better to smash against the door until he died?

At the thought of this, Zion shook off the little girl's hand. He charged forward before dashing against the door numerous times. However, he was repeatedly thrown back by the static charge.

His whole body was about to fall apart, but his pair of determined eyes were unwilling to admit defeat.

The children around them seemed to be influenced by him. They quickly got up to pull Zion before hiding him behind them.

Zion didn't know what they were up to. He struggled and wanted to scream for help, but one of them covered his mouth tightly.

Just then, the sounds of footsteps could be heard from the outside.

Soon, a man came in.

The man looked at these children in front of him and he said coldly, "Something happened outside today, so I'll let you guys off. There's no need to practice anymore, but I can't allow you guys to sit still like this. Since there's no training today, I shall train your body's endurance instead."

Upon finishing those words, the man had someone open the iron door and he entered with a whip in his hand.

Zion saw the metal door had opened and he wanted to dash out. Unfortunately, the children held him firmly and he was unable to budge at all. The little girl grabbed his hand and she covered his mouth tightly, hinting Zion to stay quiet. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Zion was still at a loss of the situation. Soon, the man began to wave his whip and he beat the children up.

"Remember this feeling! Whoever dares to escape or disobey me in the future will be killed by me! Do you understand?"

The man whipped the children on their bodies cruelly.

However, the children shielded Zion securely under their weak and fragile bodies. They surrounded him so that they could protect and defend him.

The blood trickling down the whip then streamed down his face.

The smell of blood made Zion sick, but he couldn't do anything.

He could only watch the children being beaten up and they endured the abuse to defend him.

Zion was not a child who like to cry, but at this moment, he suddenly burst into tears.

Stop it!

Please don't do this!

Zion shouted inwardly, but his voices and cry for help were all to no avail. He wanted to struggle, but he couldn't. In the end, Zion could only watch as the whip cruelly beat up every single child.

After a long period of torture, the man was tired and he eventually stopped the movement in his hands.

"F*ck, they are all useless brats! Listen up, if anyone dares to screw up during tomorrow's training, I will make their life a living hell.

Then, the man turned around angrily and he left. The iron door shut down and he marched away.

The children couldn't bear it any longer and they stumbled weakly to the ground one by one.

Although they were shivering in pain, they gritted their teeth to endure the discomfort.

It wasn't that they didn't want to cry or scream, it was because they could no longer do it!

The little girl finally loosened up her grip and she let go of Zion. Yet, there were a few bite marks on her hand left by Zion.

"Who is he? Why is he treating you like this? How did you guys get caught? Didn't you ever think of escaping?"

Zion rarely fell into a state of despair.

Since Zion was a computer wiz, he never imagined himself to be involved in any sort of danger. Moreover, he was the son of Nathaniel and Mango, so Zion knew that no one dared to harm him.

However, just then, Zion realized that he was just an ordinary person like everyone else.

At this moment, his intelligence and wisdom seemed to be completely useless.

The kids that he had never met before actually sacrificed themselves to protect him from the torturing pain.

But what about tomorrow? And the day after tomorrow?

How long could they protect him?

Looking at their wounded faces, Zion curled up and he sat on the floor.

He missed his father, mother, and grandmother.

Right now, he was thinking about many people, even Rita, and Wisdom.

Zion didn't know if he could return safely, nor did he know if he would be able to see them again.

What would happen if they saw him dead or handicapped one day? Would Mommy be sad? Would Daddy be disappointed?

At the thought of this, tears rolled down his eyes incessantly.

From the moment he was born until now, it was his first time being clueless on what to

do, and Zion had no idea how to face his future life. He couldn't even predict the upcoming situation awaiting him.