You readers sure are lucky, because I am currently working two chapters ahead! So you should be seeing a new chapter on Sunday as well! We are going to start seeing the story from Hong Peng a bit, so I hope you guys give him some love with a review or two!

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Hong Peng's PoV

Feng Wen was not kidding when he said his mom was a good cook! I thought to myself as we left, my stomach full of pork geng*. Their house was actually in the neighborhood that bordered mine, so I told them I would just take a bus home. Feng Wen insisted that he would walk with me to the bus stop, even though his entire family and I said it was not necessary to do so. Now that I know who his family is, I have to protect Feng Wen's identity now too...

"So what did you think of my family, Hong Peng?" Feng Wen asked innocently when we were two blocks away from the bus stop. I bit my lip, the feeling of being caught in this web of problems already. I wished I could have said what was really on my mind, Feng Wen, your parents are the most famous (gay) couple of Second Life, with your mother being Prince himself! Your aunt I easily recognized as the gorgeous thief Lolidragon of Odd Squad; your housekeeper is Kenshin, who is known as one of the most powerful players in all of Second Life; and you have a living meatbun as a pet for crying out loud! Your family is absolutely insane, yet such nice people at the same time.

But I knew I couldn't say that, now that I had to keep this stupid secret for the sake of Feng Wen's safety and quest. I still didn't completely understand their reason for not telling him, but I knew it was best to obey because I didn't know the whole story. After all, there would be so much more at stake than Feng Wen simply finding out his dad was gay for Prince. Hm, but maybe I could throw some hints along the way to help Feng Wen understand. Nearly everyone knows Min Gui Wen is actually Guiliastes. So he's going to find out eventually, right?

"They're great! But I had no idea that your dad was the famous Guiliastes of the Odd Squad! Hey, do you think he could get us into the castle to meet Prince?" I asked excitedly. Though I was just using this response to cover my hide a bit, the idea of meeting his mom as Prince and touring the castle was pretty cool.

I had never seen Feng Wen's expressions change so fast. First it was a look of surprise, and then it changed to something that almost looked like contempt. Then I remembered what he told me in game before the match, and had to hold in the explosive laughter that was threatening to escape me. Dear Buddha, Professor Min was right! This guy can be pretty dense! He thinks Prince caused marital problems for his parents, when his mom is Prince! He basically has a vendetta against his mom's alter ego!

"I... I don't think so. Actually, before I found you last night I had met my dad in game, and he told me that there was a purpose behind everything I'm doing when I found out he was on his way to meet Prince..." He replied quietly.

Now we were now at the bus stop, with the bus conveniently just a block down the street when we arrived. I turned my head, intrigued by this new information. "Really? Tell me more about it in-game tonight, you got another match tonight don't you?"

Feng Wen seemed caught off guard by this change in topic, "Uh, yeah! It's in four hours, so I'll probably do some homework before I get on. I'll see you on!" He waved and started to turn back as the bus rolled up and opened the doors to let me in. I lingered a minute, watching him walk away with an uneasy feeling. I then jumped on the bus, unaware of the significance of that moment.

Feng Wen's PoV

As I walked back home, the entire time I felt insecure. Half way a feeling of being watched crept over me, and I quickened my pace. When I was on the block my house was on, I broke into a run. I kept looking back behind me the entire time of trip, but I never saw anyone or anything, not even an animal. When I burst through the door, my startled family had clicked the TV off just as I entered in. They all looked at me with concerned eyes, which I quickly answered, "I was just getting some exercise! After all, can't just sit around all day, right?"

My mom and uncle nodded dumbly, but I knew I didn't completely fool my dad or aunt. Their eyes were filled with skepticism, but they didn't question me. I went to shower to wash off the cold sweat that had developed from my nerves and sprinting to my house. It was just your mind playing tricks on you, Feng Wen. You know being alone in the dark does that to people. With that pushed out of my head, I walked back to my room where I had my laptop at. I pulled out my textbook for Computer Programming and the search engine on my computer. Researching about the Odd Squad and Second Life can considered homework a bit, can't it? After all my father/professor is a famous member of the Odd Squad and in Computer Programming we will be covering this chapter...

Sometime later...

"Argh!" I yelled as I threw the textbook on the floor, "This thing doesn't even mention what happened to Second Life! It just tells about the history of VR games and the development of the game!" The textbook landed in a crumpled mess next to my desk, the cover and pages getting bent and even hearing a tear. Knowing my parents would not like me abusing a book that cost them hundreds of dollars for my education, I picked up the textbook and laid it on the desk. The book was opened in the same chapter I was previously looking at, at a page I must have overlooked that including some pictures. One of them was of a familiar looking man with long black hair with glasses, his eyes narrowed in concentration at the computer screen that was also in the picture. The caption underneath it read, Lead Developer of Second Life, Long Dian, working on coding a NPC, high level AIs that Second Life was known for.

"Long Dian... Long is Shui-yima's maiden name, and Second Life was made by her company. And his face... Why does he look so familiar? Is it because he and Shui-yima might be related? Speaking of Shui-yima..." I looked up at my computer screen to be met with a large picture of my aunt in armor making an arrogant victory pose while standing on a man. A man that I could not mistake for but my uncle, Feng Yang Ming! "I can't believe that my Coach and Calvin Klien loving aunt is Odd Squad's very own Lolidragon! And that my uncle is Wu Qing of Dark Emperor, another well known guild! Mom and Dad must have met each other through Yang-shushu then since he married Lolidragon." My mind was swirling with all this information, and frankly it was giving me a slight headache.

I rubbed my temples, feeling a throbbing pressure building up. "I better get to sleep..." I mumbled to myself, knowing that I had stayed up past when I usually got on, and my match was in a hour. I felt my throat itch from thrist, But before that, I better get a glass of water for this parched throat. I got up and head to the kitchen, which was the only room in the house with a light on. When I walked in I saw the Dictator of Life and Kenshin together, talking about something.

"... that if you start missing with the menus again, she's going to find a way to prevent you from coming into the kitchen." Kenshin said quietly, his face showing no emotion as usual. They then turned at me, with the Dictator of Life looking startled. Kenshin didn't show anything, he could have been scared out of his mind and he probably wouldn't have shown it. My eyes widened though when I looked at the Dictator of Life, the metaphorical lightbulb going off in my head.

"Dictator! Can I ask you a question?" I asked hurriedly, grabbing my water while at it.

The Dictator of Life nodded calmly, a small smile on his face. "Of course, Feng Wen. It is one of the many reasons I am here."

"Did Long Dian create you?" I decided to be blunt and to the point, so that way there was no potential wiggle room for him to crawl away with. Then my previous statement was proven wrong- Not only did Dictator of Life's expression changed to absolutely shock, but Kenshin's eyes had gotten a bit wide from my question. I... I just asked something really serious, didn't I? For Kenshin to actually show a silver of emotion...

"Yes." The Dictator of Life said simply. I waited, expecting more from him but he said nothing more, he just stared at me blankly. I guess that's his way of saying he isn't going to say anything else. Seeing that I was just going to cut into my training if I continued to wait, I bid Kenshin and the Dictator of Life goodnight, and went to my room. My laptop was still on, and sat down to turn it off. Before I did though, I scrolled down a bit more on my aunt's page on the wiki site for the Odd Squad members to find a group picture of them. There was a wolf man with a pretty woman with a circlet in his in embrace, invoking the image of a couple deeply in love. There was a cute little girl with red hair, looking like she was twirling around when the picture was taken. My aunt was making a cute expression with a wink as she clung to one of Prince's biceps, who was making a victory pose with a peace sign on the other arm. On the other side of Prince was my father, looking exactly in the picture as he did in the game when I first met him last night. He held a guquin in his hands in front of him, but he wasn't looking at the camera. No, instead he was looking at Prince with an expression that made me furious. An expression of admiration and desire, as if he wanted to be one clinging onto Prince's bicep, not my aunt.

The screen went black since it finally turned off. I sighed, flipped the lid down and flopped onto my bed. I looked at the clock, which read 10 P.M. Only a half hour till your match, let's forget this for now and get on. I put on my headset, and turned it on. I felt the induced sleep immediately, and drifted off into the black.

Pork Geng: Geng is a type of thick Chinese soup that is quite common in Taiwan as well. It can be made with literally any kind of ingredient, so Lan decided she wanted pork that night.