Chapter 1 - Tree of Heaven (2/2)

Li Rong sneered at Yue Wan's stupidity while Wei Wan continued to talk. ”Since he is dead, there is no heir to the lineage, and, as your so-called fiancé, my darling Rong will take over the Yue family's inheritance.” Wei Wan ridiculed Yue Wan over her foolishness.

Yue Wan looked at them in shock and disbelief, as the tears continued to roll down, ”wh...Mmmmm!”

Before she could say anything, Li Rong signaled for the two shadows to bury her.

They gagged her mouth with a cloth and sealed her inside the coffin. ”The rain is pouring heavily, so it is better for Master Li to leave quickly.”

”Let's go back, WanWan. We have to celebrate our engagement.” Li Rong spoke while accompanying Wei Wan to the car.

”Of course, Honey,” she hugged him tightly, ”We shouldn't be late.” After saying that, they got in the car and left the area.

The two Shadows buried the coffin deep under the big tree and disappeared into the night.

Inside, Yue Wan kicked the coffin. ”Mmhh, Mmhhh,” she let out a muffled sound of protest.

She sensed a sudden pain in her stomach. 'I am  so sorry baby, I am the worst mother ever. I am so very sorry,' She ċȧrėssed her tummy and wailed. 'If I have another chance, I will be a good daughter and sister.' She closed her eyes with a tear streaming down her cheek.

'Even after my death, I will hunt you all and bury you.' Her heart howled with pain and vengeance.

Just like the cyclone coming to an end, the woman took her final breath and passed from this world.

----8 months later---

Two people were traveling toward a Temple on the other side of the City. Tired, they took a break near a big tree, the Tree of Heaven, to relax.

”Bhante, we are taking a break. Would you like to eat now?” a servant asked the monk.

The Monk walked towards the tree, but stopped before ten steps and gazed down at the ground with a strange thought.

”All that we are is a result of what we have thought. It is founded on our thoughts and made up of our thoughts.” The Monk mumbled.

The servant looked at him with confusion and asked: ”Is there something wrong, Bhante?”

”A good cause and a good effect; a bad cause and a bad effect.” The Monk closed his eyes for a moment to meditate.

”Did bad things happened here in the past?” the servant asked him, scratching his head.

”Let's return. Our reason for coming here, is done.” Soon the monk and the servant left, carrying on with their journey.