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The journey was not too difficult. And like Mulan promised, she and her horse knew the land well. They could spot each danger area from far away, which made the journey a lot quicker and safer. Li Chen was very impressed with Mulan. He even wondered if Mulan would make a better General than his son, but of course that spot belonged to him. But maybe, together, they would be incredible.

They finally reached the village and right at sunset. Much to Mulan's dismay, they had stopped along the way to get a bite to eat. And then they went on their way again. As Chen had said, "He's going to be there when we get there. He's too injured to go anywhere." Mulan nodded. She just hoped he was there and in one piece.

The sun was setting making the China sky a blend of bright colors: orange, red, yellow. It looked so pretty and yet it was the same color as fire and the sky of a familiar nightmare: the burned-out village in the Tung Shao Pass. This village looked like the village before it burned out. The houses were made of wood and the roofs were made of straw. These houses weren't as advanced as Mulan's, but it worked for the mountaineers, who had good weather most of the time.

The village was long, but narrow. All the homes were gathered on one straight road, while the land surrounding them was used for farming. Finding out which house Shang was in was going to be difficult. There probably over fifty homes. Going to each one would take a while. The only thing they could use to eliminate was whether the person answering the door was young or old.

"Should we split up?" Mulan asked.

He shook his head, "I know you've overtaken cultural rules in your own world, but there may be people around here who haven't heard of you. The last thing we want to do is offend these people."

"So in other words," Mulan turned to him, "you are the one going to do all the talking?"

He smiled and nodded. "I always knew you were smart."

Mulan scoffed. She knew she could handle herself. Besides, going house-to-house was going to take forever. But she had an idea of how to speed it up.

The former general knocked on the first house. An old woman opened up the door and smiled warmly at them. From behind her, Mulan could see a man sitting at the dinner table and eating. Once he spotted Mulan, he got up from his place and made his way to the door.

"May I help you?" the woman asked. "You two are not from here, are you?"

"No ma'am," he replied, "I am Li Chen. I am looking for my son. People have said that he is here being taken care of."

"Is that your daughter?" the woman asked and looked Mulan once over, from head to toe and smiled.

Chen turned and smiled at Mulan, "No, she is my daughter-in-law."

"Ah, well. I'm sorry but there is nothing we can do. I'm sorry." The lady started to close the door, but Mulan stuck her foot in there.

"Please," she asked through the partly open door, "This is my betrothed that we are talking about. I need to see him."

"You're Fa Mulan aren't you?" the man asked. Mulan nodded and took her foot out of the door. "Well I noticed your feisty spirit." Mulan smiled proudly. "But it won't work here," Mulan frowned. "We don't give away information here. And as a medical village, we promise to guard and take care of our patients."

"What about me do you not trust?" Mulan asked angrily. "I am betrothed to Li Shang. Yes that is his name. He is the General. I fought with him in the army when he was a Captain. I saved his life. Twice."

The couple then shut the door hard on her face. Mulan sighed and walked over to the next house. She stopped in the middle of the road to think. She was angry at the uncooperation of the couple. She was angry that she was messing up this whole mission. Most of all, she was angry she left Shang go in the first place. Chen placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. Mulan turned around to face him.

"Listen," he told her. "I know you're angry. I know you're angry at that couple. I know you're angry at the world. I know you're angry at Xiaohua. And you're probably angry at me. I don't care. But the one person you cannot be angry at, no matter what, is yourself. In this world, when no one is around, who will be there to help you? Only you. Who is the one person you can trust when everyone fails? Yourself. So right now, in order to find Shang, you need to stop and think. Outsmart these villagers. You're a smart woman. You can do it. But you can't win when you're angry at yourself."

Mulan smiled. Shang was just like his father, wise and inspiring, just like any leader should be. He was right. Mulan lost control in front of that couple and in front of Xiaohua, and because of that, she wasn't able to get the information she wanted. What she needed to do was use her wits, not force.

She and Shang's father walked to the house next door. He knocked on the door and out stepped a young man, who seemed to be older than Shang. Mulan smiled dazzlingly at him, and the man was in awe. "Good evening sir."

"Uh…hi." The man stuttered. The former General watched from the sidelines as a soldier took charge. He hid his laughter as the man was caught under her charm.

"I am looking for an old couple, good at nursing and care." She replied.

"Why would you need that?" he asked. "You look…fine." When she wasn't looking he looked her up and down and smiled. But the former General was not smiling this time. He was disgusted with this man.

"Listen son," he said sternly, "this girl happens to be my daughter. I need you to tell me where I can find the best care for her. She is injured and needs care."

The man pointed to a house on the right side about three houses down. "They have the best care and can heal anyone. But they may have a patient now, so it may be a while before she can be healed. But after all we are a healing village, so maybe I can…"

"No thank you!" Chen replied and shut the door on the boy's face. He then walked away and grabbed his horse towards the house.

Mulan smirked. "I had him under my spell. I had him charmed. What happened to no anger?" She grabbed Khan and followed after him.

He smiled. "Now that you're getting married to Shang, you are technically my daughter. I was just acting as any father would. And I don't think Shang would appreciate you doing that."

"Desperate times call for desperate measures, sir. You should know," she grinned.

"I like you Fa Mulan. You're smart and funny. But sometimes it gets the best of you," he smiled.

Mulan laughed softly. Sometimes, she felt that talking to Chen was like talking to Shang. They let go of their horses and walked to the house. She decided that it would be best if her identity was a secret. Mulan put the hood over her head and stayed hidden in the brown robe, which belonged to Shang. Mulan then knocked on the door and out stepped an old man. "State your business, we are very busy. I haven't the time for any games."

Mulan looked to Shang's father on how to react. So he started, "I believe in your house, you have a patient."

"That is none of your business," the man replied. He looked fiercely at Mulan and Shang's father. "I will not allow you in this house."