Chapter 911 EPILOGUE
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Juan looked at the young lad. That nineteen years boy had a fine feature and toned body. His light brown hair moved in the wind. His ocean blue eyes flickered with amusement.
Juan was curious about what made this boy happy. \"Did something happen?\"
The boy looked at Juan and answered calmly, \"Grandpa Pedro sent Lin (rice ball number four) to his first mission. Lin had to treat Elder Cheng.\"
Juan remembered. \"I heard about Elder Cheng. He had a heart attack. Lin saved his life, did he not?\"
The boy nodded. \"He did well.\"
Lin had a soft heart. After he was done taking care of grandpa Cheng, he realized that he peeped in his pants in nervousness. As usual, he shared it with his brothers and after reading his text, his elder brother had a hard time controlling his expression in front of Juan.
As he didn't say anything else, Juan didn't ask further. He ordered, \"I've another mission for you. If you succeed, I will let you go home.\"
\"Alright, it's already time to go home.\" The boy looked at the ocean in front of him. It was as calm as his heart. Just like the waves, the word 'home' rippled over his body. He missed his mother and twin sisters.
Juan said, \"It's time you go to Spain. You have to find the root of the largest child trafficking organization. That's all. We will take care of the rest. You will get further information from Shin.\"
\"I'm going to contact him.\" The boy turned to leave.
Juan smiled. \"Good luck, Lian.\"
Lian didn't like his manipulative smile. It seemed to him that Juan was plotting something. And he was right. After he found the root of that organization, the one who came to kill everyone was none other than his mother, Mu Lan.
Looking at his powerful mother, Lian was in awe. He always wondered how his mother looked like when she was doing her job. Although he read documents about her, it didn't quench his thirst. He called out, \"Mommy?!\"
Mu Lan looked at the bloodbath in satisfaction and then looked at her eldest son. \"Rice ball!\" She came forward and hugged him. \"You've grown up, baby. Mommy is so proud of you.\"
Lian still had a hard time believing what he just saw. \"Mommy, why are you here?\" He thought that his mother retired from The Cobra.
Mu Lan smiled. \"Juan told me that you were on a mission. I wanted to see how my baby did his job. So, I told him that I would take care of this mission. Did mommy surprise you?\"
\"You did,\" Lian admitted.
\"You've done enough. Let's go home. Everyone is waiting for you.\" Hand in hand, the mother and son pair walked in the dark street. Behind them was a huge fire. They could hear a police siren.
Lian blinked \"Everyone?!\"
Mu Lan explained, \"Ling (rice ball number two) and Laquan (rice ball number three) already finished their missions and went back to Paris. They didn't forget to meet grandpa on the way. Lin is still in Italy though, taking care of grandpa. He became a good friend of MingLi (Lu Feng's son).\"
Lu Feng's daughter Meixian was like her mother Yan Su. This mother-daughter duo went to Madagascar. MingLi was three years younger than his sister. As he grew up, he liked botany and did research just like his father.
After young researcher MingLi met young doctor Lin, they became bosom friends. Their personality and interest matched. What else could they need?
Mu Lan and Mu Liang just hoped that they wouldn't end up like Mu Chen and Hugo.
\"How's Ying (LanYing) and Juan (LiJuan)?\" Lian asked about sisters.
Mu Lan answered, \"Ying has released her first album after signing the contract with our company. It was a great success. You know your daddy. He didn't want his daughter to go out of his grasp and so he signed our business company to the entertainment industry. He might let you handle the company when you turn twenty.\"
\"I don't mind.\" He prepared himself to be the next President of the Mu Corporation from the very beginning. As a cover, he would work at the company, and in the shadow, he would work as The Cobra.
\"And Juan won the first prize in the musical competition. She is over the moon. She wanted to have a personal kitchen for a long time. Since she won, she asked for the personal kitchen. Though your daddy didn't have the heart, he had to give it to her. She is improving her cooking skills day by day.\" Mu Lan was happy as she talked about her daughter.
Lian frowned. \"You should have stopped her, mommy. What if she injured her fingers? She cannot play the piano if that happens.\"
\"Then she has to be careful while chopping vegetables. Without falling, she won't learn how to walk, baby. Let her grow up the way you and your brothers did.\" Mu Lan sighed. \"At least she knows how to cook. Ying almost blew up the whole kitchen while trying to cook. I can't believe she got it from me.\"
Lian smiled. \"I want to try mommy's instant noodles.\"
Mu Lan hugged him. \"Sure, I will do that. As long as my baby wants it, I will give it to you. Let's go home first. Your daddy is waiting inside our private plane to pick us up.\"
Lian's expression warmed up hearing about his father. He needed to apologize to his father for what he had done when he was young. He knew his father well. He must have suffered a lot for five years. If he apologized properly, his father would forgive them all. ——
In the mountains, there was a cave behind the waterfall. One couldn't easily find the cave and go inside. In front of the cave, it was damp and foggy. The floor was slippery. If someone wasn't careful enough, they could slip and fall in the lake where the waterfall united with hard rocks. After falling, it was an instant death.
The cave was dark and deep. The more one would go inside, the more one would find a dry and warm place. At the end of the cave, there was a solid wall. The flares lightened up the dark cave. From here, no one could hear the sound of the waterfall. No one could know what was going on outside from here. It was a perfect place to meditate and concentrate.
A man with a built body and bald head opened his eyes. His thirty years of meditation had finally ended. He looked at his hands as he moved. He could feel more power inside his body. Despite not eating and sleeping, he was perfectly calm. He didn't feel hungry or sleepy. When he stood up, he didn't tremble or wobble.
He came outside the cave and looked at the woods in front of him. 'Things have changed. It was colder before when I first came here.' He thought. Thinking that he would finally reunite with his family, his inside filled with warmth.
As the soft breeze blew, the branches and leaves of the trees moved along with it.
\"I know you are here.\" He calmly said.
A man fully covered in black clothes came out from the shadow and knelt in front of him. Several men with the same outside lined up behind him and knelt as well.
The man in the front said, \"Congratulations Master! We are happy that you have completed your long mission. We are proud to be your disciples.\"
The bald man's muscles were relaxed. There was a soft smile hanging on his lips. \"I'm pleased to see you all.\" He looked at each face. He remembered them all.
After scanning them, he frowned. He was displeased about something. \"I don't see my sister. Did she forget that I was supposed to wake up today? Honestly, I spoilt her too much. Now she doesn't want to acknowledge her only brother.\"
The man in the front flinched. He bowed so deeply that his forehead touched the warm ground. \"……About Madam…… she……\" he couldn't finish. The people behind him gulped as well. They were nervous.
The bald man raised an eyebrow. \"Did something happen? What did my troublemaker sister do this time?\" He slightly smiled.
The man in black clothes said, \"Madam…… died in a car accident twenty years ago.\"
Crack!
The bald man punched a giant stone and it broke into pieces. His eyes were colder than the south pole. His frosty glare gave everyone goosebumps. His tone was chilly when he said, \"I want to hear everything that happened while I was gone.\" ——
Meanwhile, in Peru, Juan was out for sightseeing. He looked at the sky and saw dark clouds covering the sun. He mumbled to himself. \"A storm is coming. I better go home.\"
~FIN~
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There are so many questions and they needed to be answered. If you guys want to know what happened next and how the things end, you have to read the next three books I'm going to write. Good luck!
Don't forget to read Xue Lin's story \"My Wife is a Goddess: 99 Secret Kisses\". I'll resume writing it on 15 April 2020.
Love and best wishes for my Dearest Readers who started the journey and ended it with me.
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***There are so many things I want to share with you. I'll write a letter and publish it after this chapter. If you don't want to read it, don't unlock it. If you want to read, you are most welcome.
(9 April 2020)
It has been a super long journey. I still remember that I first wrote this chapter on 9 July 2018 and today is 9 April 2020. It took me 1 year and 9 months to finish it.
At first, I thought it would be a normal love story. That’s how I planned it. While writing, I found lots of gaps in the info I gave in the novel. So, to cover them up, I had to make something that I never imagined that I could. I invented THE COBRA.
When I think about it, I still wonder how I came up with it. I should have written it down. Now I can’t remember. I vaguely remember a mark of a crab in a girl’s hand in a movie. Maybe that’s how I came up with The Cobra and all.
As the plot progressed, I had to rethink again and again if I wanted to end the whole story in this novel. But if I did, some of my readers would be bored with such a long story. So, I broke the whole plot in 4 pieces. The first piece is about Mu Lan and Mu Liang. The next one is about Xue Lin and her mysterious grey-eyed man. The third piece can’t be revealed now. The last part is about The Cobra.
When I started writing, I was still a student busy with exams, assignments, office, training, piano classes and so on. There wasn’t a day I could relax and have a day for myself. And when the novel ends, I’m at home, totally in lockdown.
I didn’t think while writing this letter, my eyes would blur. It’s hard to write this way. I’m not an emotional type. But I was reading your comments before writing it. Your heartwarming comments pierced through my heart and I almost died. (Just joking!)
There are two reasons I started writing novels. First and foremost, make money to study abroad and get freedom; and second, to entertain people. I hope I entertained you with comedy, smuts, and adventure.
I was also entertained with your emotions as you expressed through your comments, emails, and texts.
You have no idea how your positive words can support a poor pathetic soul.
There are times when I was abused by my parents both mentally and physically. My mind was in a mess and my hands were in pain. It was hard to write. Haha! Write what? I couldn’t even think properly. How could I make a plot? Since I’m not a cry baby type and I didn’t have friends to share my pains, I endured everything.
But your support brought me to light. You guys showed me the life with your inspirational and encouraging words
And I have to mention Author Ajzhen, Piokilek, LuoYe, Eustoma, mynovel20, they listened to my story when I almost broke down. They also helped me to look for university.
Also, AuthorWiz, Exlor helped me a lot when I asked for help. Their ideas improved me greatly. Though I’m not sure if I can ever get to the top like them.
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Dream_ash, I didn’t forget your ideas. I’ll keep them in my mind.
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And of course, my Editors, Kryptos, Harshitha, megha1106, Waphles, Lemon and ForeverLost, you guys worked for me for free. I couldn’t pay you since Bangladesh doesn’t have a rule to transfer currency to a foreign country. Aside from working for free, you motivated me and was by my side. I still remember our enjoyable group chat and how I tortured you by sending the pictures of my cooking in the middle of the night.
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Of course, your Happy-go-lucky Author is a fighter. She is fighting against her family, her culture, and her country to survive if she is forced to live with her parents. She is saving money to make her dreams come true. And whoever hit her, even if they were her parents, she hit them back.
I just cannot stay still when someone hurts me without any specific reasons, you know. I got a temper. It’s not my fault though, I got it from my father. That’s why my paternal relatives don’t try to control me. They know that I will slice them with my shamelessly shameless words when I’m angry. However, it’s clear that as long as I’m spending my own money to do whatever I want, my rice father won’t say anything. So, I can live with it. I already told him that I don’t need an ounce of money after his death.
When they are alive, they won’t give me a penny. After their death, if I take money, won’t their soul haunt me down? How can I take risk of that?
Though I’m sickly, I’m taking great care of myself with my ability. And with my great adaptation skills, I’m doing great after lockdown. If I can do it, I can also win the world.
All in all, thank you, everyone, for reading my work. I made lots of mistakes, made your sleep go away and some of you even read the novel before exam and under 18 read my r-rated smuts. I’m sorry that you guys had to go through all this and it’s a great joy that you guys enjoyed reading my creation. If I could, I would give every one of you warm hugs.
I will never forget what you guys did for me and I’ll keep you in my prayers.
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