Zyaire felt a wave of terror wash over him as Charlie’s harsh words echoed in his mind, nearly causing him to suffer a heart attack right then and there.
If Charlie truly intended to act on the cruel sentiments he had just expressed, Zyaire feared the consequences would be dire, likely involving a brutal tearing of his mouth and ripping of his tongue.
Even if his body could endure such a horrific ordeal, Zyaire worried that the psychological toll would leave him half-dead.
With these dreadful thoughts swirling, he clutched his chest in agony, tears streaming down his face as he pleaded with Charlie, “Mr. Wade, I’m getting old and can’t handle this kind of torture…”
Charlie, with an indifferent smile, replied casually, “Oh, it’s fine. If you can’t take it, just die here. Honestly, I won’t lose any sleep over it.”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">
Zyaire, his eyes swollen from weeping, knelt on the ground and repeatedly bowed his head to Charlie, crying out, “Mr. Wade, I truly acknowledge my mistakes… I beg you to show mercy…”
Charlie frowned slightly, his tone icy as he responded, “This is never-ending.”
After that, he turned to the man still on the ground, Coach Lin, and said indifferently, “You were once part of Wanlong Hall. I can allow you to retain your abilities, but your behavior is your own responsibility.”
Coach Lin was taken aback for a moment, then angrily shouted at Zyaire, “Zyaire, you old dog, you’ve put me in this situation!”
With that, he lunged forward, wrapping his arms around Zyaire’s head and pulling violently. The corners of Zyaire’s mouth split open as a result.
Zyaire screamed in agony, yet Coach Lin showed no intention of stopping; instead, he reached in to rip out Zyaire’s tongue.
Mia, horrified, turned to Charlie and eximed, “Charlie… this could kill him…”
Taking a deep breath, Charlie addressed Coach Lin, “Let it be. Keep his tongue, but let him kneel here and learn to bark.”
“Yes!” Coach Lin replied respectfully, stepping aside and then kneeling again.
At that moment, Zyaire was stripped of any remnants of arrogance or defiance. He knelt, blood trickling from his mouth like a pathetic clown, sobbing uncontrobly.
This level of cruelty was something he had inflicted on countless others, but for the first time, it was happening to him.
Although Mia had countless questions for Charlie, she couldn’t help but chastise, “Charlie, don’t you think this is too much for an old man?”<fn6e6c> This content belongs to find·novel</fn6e6c>
Charlie turned to her, his expression serious. “Miss Mia, remember, he was just about to do this to me. He wanted my life, and if I, Charlie, can’t handle this situation today, it could easily be me kneeling before you. I’m merely giving him a taste of his own medicine, which is quite lenient. In fact, he should be grateful for my mercy.”
Zyaire chimed in hastily, “Miss Mia… Mr. Wade is right… It’s Mr. Wade who has shown mercy and spared my life…”
In that moment, Zyaire’s psychological defenses shatteredpletely. His sole focus became survival, no matter the cost to his dignity.
Mia stood momentarily stunned, grasping the underlying logic in Charlie’s words.
Deep down, she recognized that Charlie was right. Had Zyaire been in a position of power, Charlie likely wouldn’t have survived this encounter.
In contrast, Charlie was indeed disying a sense of humanity.
Charlie then turned to Zyaire and said calmly, “Many people want me dead, and while some of them are no longer a threat, others still are. I, Charlie, will never be like you—seeking to kill without a second thought. I usually leave a path for others to live. However, if you want to survive, I can offer you a chance; it’s up to you to seize it.”
Zyaire’s heart raced with excitement. Ignoring the pain, he nodded fervently, “Don’t worry, I will seize the opportunity!”
Charlie replied coolly, “First, I want you to donate all your family wealth and assets to charity. You must not keep a single penny.”<h3 ss="has-text-align-center wp-block-heading" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>