The Master’s Mask Unveiled Again
Chapter 909 - 908: I’ve Seen Through Your True Nature Long Ago

Chapter 909: Chapter 908: I’ve Seen Through Your True Nature Long Ago

Mo Si and Mo Fan stayed behind, instructing Mo Ying to handle this family of three.

Hearing those cold and unfeeling words, and the uncertain fate ahead, both Lu Xinnuan and Fu Man broke down in sobs.

"Mom, I don’t want to go to F Continent..."

They were ordinary people, unaccustomed to dealing with such high-level figures, nor had they ever been treated like this. Making mistakes and causing trouble were always matters of personal grievances—never had they imagined these would lead to life-or-death consequences.

After the shock and helplessness subsided, they realized their only chance of survival lay with Lu Mian.

Lu Xinnuan immediately dropped to her knees.

"Sir, may I see my sister just once, please? She wouldn’t send us to F Continent. She said before she wouldn’t hold grudges against us... I’m still so young, I really don’t want to go to a place like that!"

Mo Si didn’t even look at her.

"Sir! I was wrong. I know I was wrong. From now on, whatever my sister asks me to do, I’ll do it. I promise I’ll never go against her again! Please, I beg you, grant me one meeting with her!"

Li Aiqi shook her head nearby. If they had known this would happen, why act recklessly in the first place?

After Mo Si finalized the arrangements, he paused, deciding to speak. His voice was cool and somber.

"You want to meet Miss Lu Mian only to morally coerce her into saving you."

Lu Xinnuan, clutching her swollen face, struggled to open her mouth.

Mo Si had already seen through their intentions and continued speaking.

"To you three, perhaps Miss Lu Mian is a cold, heartless, arrogant person. But to us, she’s an exalted deity."

"For her comrades, she dares to venture into peril single-handedly, destroying multiple illegal laboratories on her own. For her friends, she offers unstinting and silent support, never seeking praise or reward. For relatives like Mr. Fu Yu and Mr. Lu Xi, she exhausts every resource and spares no effort just to fulfill their dreams. She even protects subordinates like us and cares for us in return. For the ordinary citizens of Wucheng, she removes all safety hazards and earns the title of Guardian God. She donates significant funds annually to build Guangming School, helping disabled children access treatment and education."

"The gentleness and kindness embedded in her soul—you’ve never understood, nor cared to. Simply offering her a bit of familial warmth, and she would sacrifice life and limb to safeguard you from any harm or grievance. The Lu Family could easily have been the most enviable household in all Z Country."

Fu Man wailed, pounding her chest. "I was wrong, I was truly wrong... Sir, please let me see Mianmian! Although I’m not her biological parent, I raised her somehow. Please, I beg you, just let me meet her once more..."

Mo Si chuckled lightly, even sniffing slightly.

"Madam, ask yourself honestly: is your repentance truly rooted in realizing your mistakes, or is it driven by greed for the benefits tied to Miss Lu Mian? Or perhaps it’s because your younger daughter’s failure has forced you to pin your hopes elsewhere? Sincere feelings are exchanged with sincerity. Fake apologies and hollow remorse are merely self-gratifying dramas. Deep down, you’re still the same narrow-minded, face-saving, and profit-oriented mother."

"I..." Fu Man cried so hard it tore at her throat.

Lu Xinnuan stumbled slightly in a daze. "So... it’s really impossible to mend things?"

Mo Si cast her a glance. Her face was swollen and streaked with blood and snot, utterly unrecognizable from her former self.

But inexplicably satisfying to behold.

"Hah! White lotus!"

"Yes, impossible. We’ve endured you for too long, and if it weren’t for Miss Lu’s sake, you’d have been reduced to dust long ago!"

Having spoken, Mo Si ignored the family of three entirely, turning instead to instruct Li Aiqi and a few other girls not to leak today’s events. The girls nodded rapidly like pecking chicks.

Finally, Mo Si coldly made a few gestures to the four Mo Ying shadows before striding out of the private room with Mo Fan in the lead.

In the hallway, the emotionless-faced Mo Fan glanced at the deep-rooted Mo Si, feeling that he had been rather impressive back there.

Truth be told, Mo Si’s earlier monologue was so moving that Mo Fan nearly cried softly to himself.

But Mo Fan was a cold-blooded assassin, confined to thoughts, forbidden from outward displays.

Yet, before managing even three seconds of swagger outside the room, Mo Si grabbed Mo Fan’s arm and shamelessly asked: "Fan Bro, how about it, how about it? Did I pull it off back there? Was my speech impressive? Did I capture even a shred of Miss Lu’s aura?"

Mo Fan: ...

"I recorded my speech earlier. I’m going back to brag to Boss Mo and Miss Lu!"

Mo Fan: ... Mo Si had changed; he had become so scheming!

Mo Si: When it comes to jostling for favor, I’m a professional.

——

After leaving the private room, Lu Mian strolled around the establishment, surveying the empire she had built with her own hands. Satisfied, she made her way to Xiao Jianli’s private room.

She hadn’t eaten well earlier and now felt like joining the old man for another meal.

As she pushed open the door to the private room, she paused upon seeing Kunyang.

"So, Grandpa Xiao, you’re having dinner with Elder Kun, I see," Lu Mian smiled as she walked over.

Kunyang quickly rose with laughter. "Mianmian, come sit down!"

Lu Mian sat, glancing at Xiao Jianli’s slightly grim expression. Her heart sank, "Grandpa Xiao, are you alright? Is it your heart acting up?"

She was about to find medicine for the elderly man when Xiao Jianli waved her off.

The old man gazed at Lu Mian deeply, "Mianmian, are you really a genius composer?!"

Xiao Jianli had initially wanted to brag about his granddaughter-in-law to Kunyang, but Kunyang casually spilled that Lu Mian was actually Mi Lu, and this revelation astonished him a great deal—he still hadn’t recovered.

"I thought it was something serious. Here, drink some tea to soothe yourself."

Lu Mian poured Xiao Jianli a cup of tea. Xiao Jianli, hands trembling, gulped it all down.

"I’ve calculated it; you’re skilled in piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting alike!"

Mianmian could play piano; Xiao Jianli had heard from his daughter-in-law, Qi Zhen, but he hadn’t expected her achievements to be this prominent. Even the veteran Kunyang was full of admiration and declared he would learn from Mianmian, signaling just how remarkable she was.

Add to that her chess tournaments, her stunning calligraphy, and Mo Si’s boasting that she was the game designer for Sufeng Company—her character, environmental designs, and storyboards were all top-tier.

He truly wanted to ask this twenty-something girl: Mianmian, is there anything you can’t do???

Lu Mian refilled his tea.

Xiao Jianli accepted gratefully, swiftly drinking it down again. It seemed anything she offered, he’d take eagerly, as if missing it by even a second would be unbearable.

"Mianmian, I suddenly feel like our family’s boy might..."

Xiao Jianli paused, but before he could finish the words "not deserve you," a pair of hands opened the door to the private room with utmost precision.