novelraw Chapter 1415: The Grand Finale (Part 1)
Chapter 1415: The Grand Finale (Part 1)
In the darkness, a black ship slowly approached the eye of the storm. The vessel seemed to be under a spell, remaining stable amidst the towering waves, as it steadily steered its bow onto a rocky reef. The sound of a heavy iron anchor being cast to the sea floor signaled the ship had reached its destination, docking at the shore. The cabin doors of the black ship opened one by one.
Mingli lifted his head from his curled-up knees, looking dazed and half-awake, his small eyes bewildered as he gazed at these unfamiliar people before him.
He seemed to have been dreaming just now, dreaming of his brother. His brother came flying down from the sky with wings to find him. Is he awake from the dream now?
"Get up!"
A man walked over and mercilessly grabbed his small body, as another person nearby said, "Be careful, Luo Ke instructed that this is a precious little master, he must not be mistreated."
So, the collar of the clothes lifting Mingli was quickly smoothed out, and those rough, clumsy actions were stopped. However, this did not mean his status as a prisoner had changed. He walked forward, stepping onto the deck.
In stark contrast to him, another prisoner detained on this ship was being beaten and kicked by several people, in a very sorry state. Mingli thought he was mistaken until the strong beam from a spotlight on the shore shone over, illuminating the person’s face.
Hey, isn’t this the Wu guy who kidnapped him before? How come, after doing bad things with that woman, he ended up being captured just like him? Mingli blinked his little eyes.
Wa Zicong, with blood at the corner of his mouth, lowered his head and frowned tightly when he saw that little face looking over.
Soon after, the two of them crossed the deck bridge and walked onto land, connected by an iron cable to the island.
This place seemed to be an eternal darkness, a place devoid of sunlight. Wa Zicong could not feel the difference between day and night, nor did he know what time it was. Time became a void in this place. Here, it seemed to be only night after night, with the end of the darkness being the open gates of hell, as if that was the result—sending chills down one’s spine.
Wa Zicong couldn’t help but shiver, yet he saw the little monkey walking in front, looking spirited with no signs of being defeated.
Mingli looked at this place, remembering a story their father once told the brothers. It was a story about seven brothers who never saw light, then left the dark land in search of light.
It seemed very similar; this place looked like the setting of the story Father told. If he was indeed in the story, then he would become like Father, a Superman, defeating these bad guys.
The little monkey’s mind cleared up very quickly; he couldn’t lose, he couldn’t lose. So, he lifted his little head and said to the escort next to him, "I’m hungry, and I want to pee."
Kids are troublesome. The adults had no choice but to take him to the roadside bushes to pee, and then gave him a biscuit.
The little monkey accepted it without hesitation, biting it vigorously while his small eyes glanced at Wa Zicong behind him: You were hungry watching me eat before, right? Now, at least I’m better off than you.
Wa Zicong’s belly was also growling with hunger, and confronted with that provocative look in the boy’s eyes, he turned his head away.
Unexpectedly, after the little monkey had eaten half the biscuit, he suddenly ran over and stuffed the remaining biscuit into Wa Zicong’s mouth.
Wa Zicong was about to spit it out when he saw the look in the little monkey’s eyes: Did you think I wanted to give it to you? If it weren’t because I think you’re useful, silly uncle.