Ling Li knew her son well. Shi Min's tough exterior masked a soft spot for his loved ones.
"Don't worry, son; Mushu and Pharsa must be following them by now," Ling Li said, her calm tone intended to soothe his nerves.
Shi Min felt a wave of relief wash over him at his mother's words. The knowledge that capable allies were nearby offered a measure of comfort amidst the chaos.
"Mom, how long have you known Otako?"
Ling Li didn't expect Shi Min's question and caught her off guard; Ling Li couldn't seem to contemplate her answer.
Without looking at Shi Min, "It has been a while. Why do you ask?"
"Otako seems to have high regard for you and even mentioned you are the protege. But why does Otako want to take over the Chinese government?" Shi Min asked, curiosity piqued.
Ling Li sighed, "Otako had a tough life. Their ancestors were from China, but the war displaced them, forcing them to migrate and become slaves. They were abused and mistreated.