Pearl Order [Complete] - 9

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Chapter Twelve: Temporarily Protecting the Flower

At night, while the two "flower protectors" were sleeping, the young master Yu Rui secretly released Ling Junyi. Throughout the journey, Ling Junyi was outwardly kept in the sack, but when they reached a secluded spot, Yu Rui would secretly feed and water him when the two protectors weren't looking. At night, she would also secretly release him. At dawn, Yu Rui, accompanied by his pageboys Pinghua and Liaohua, and the two "flower protectors," loaded the sacks onto horses. Five fine horses, their hooves clattering, left the city gate and headed straight for the river.

Anqing, situated on the north bank of the Yangtze River, was a crucial hub for both land and water transportation. Along the river, sails and masts filled the air, and teahouses and taverns lined both sides of the wharf. Vehicles and livestock, travelers and passengers alike, all crossed the river here. The area was bustling with people, a constant flow of activity, and a cacophony of voices. Yu Rui and her five steeds arrived at the riverbank, where a man resembling a boatman greeted them with a cupped-hand salute and a smile, "This old man greets Young Master Hua."

The young man, Yu Rui, asked, "Are you Boss Jiang?"

The boatman, with a respectful expression, replied, "Yes, yes, this old man is indeed Boss Jiang."

Yu Rui asked, "Where is your boat?"

Boss Jiang pointed and said, "It's just ahead. This old man will lead the way for you, Young Master." With that, he turned and headed west.

After traveling an arrow's distance, they indeed saw a two-masted boat moored at the riverbank. The five men dismounted. From the opening of the cabin, four men dressed in purple, close-fitting clothes stepped down from the gangplank, cupped their hands in greeting to Yu Rui

, and the leader said, "We brothers are here to welcome you, Young Master." Yu Rui nodded and said, "You've worked hard." He then instructed Ping Hua and Liao Hua, "You two carry the sacks up first." Ping Hua and Liao Hua agreed, and the two women carried the sacks towards the boat.

The two bodyguards clasped their hands in a fist salute and said, "Young Master Hua, have a safe journey. We brothers won't see you off."

Yu Rui replied, "Please, do as you please."

The two men, one in a blue robe and the other in a brown robe, bowed to Yu Rui again and said, "In that case, we brothers will take our leave." They each mounted their horses and rode away in a cloud of dust. The four men in purple tight-fitting clothes waited until Yu Rui stepped onto the gangplank and entered the middle cabin before boarding the ship one after another. Boss Jiang followed and ordered the sailors to remove the gangplank and set sail.

Now, Ling Junyi, who had been curled up in the sack, was comfortably lying on the soft wooden deck! Ling Junyi slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping around, and he saw that the cabin was very clean. The walls were painted a light lake color, and the yellow lacquered floor gleamed. Besides the soft couch where he lay, there was a small square table by the window, covered with a drawnwork rug, and two peachwood chairs. If it weren't for the slight rocking of the ship and the rhythmic sound of water coming from the cabin floor, you would never guess that this elegant little room was a ship's cabin.

Light footsteps sounded outside the door. Ling Junyi quickly closed his eyes. The cabin door opened, and soft sounds filled the room. Only one person entered. Ling Junyi thought to himself, "It seems they've changed into women's clothing." When the woman approached the couch, Ling Junyi deliberately yawned, then suddenly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was a slender maid in green robes standing gracefully before the couch.

The maid in green was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with an oval face, delicate crescent-shaped eyebrows, and bright, clear eyes. Her cheeks were rosy, and she had a touch of girlish shyness. She wasn't exceptionally beautiful, but she was very pretty and possessed a captivating charm.

The maid blinked and asked, "Has Master Zhu woken up?"

Ling Junyi naturally recognized her; she was Liao Ronghua, one of his two pageboys. However, he deliberately exclaimed, "Who are you? Where is Yingchun?" Yingchun was a maid who served him at Juechen Manor.

Liaohua bowed obediently and said, "This humble servant is Liaohua."

Ling Junyi's gaze shifted, and he asked again, "Where is this place? It looks like we're on a boat?" Liaohua replied, "Yes."

Ling Junyi's face darkened, and he snorted heavily, saying, "What's going on here? Where are you taking me?"

Liaohua timidly replied, "This servant doesn't know."

Liaohua glanced at Ling Junyi and asked sweetly, "Would Master Zhu like some refreshments?"

Ling Junyi said, "I'm not hungry yet."

Liaohua then said, "This servant will go make tea for Master Zhu." With that, she turned to leave. She was in a hurry to leave, naturally to report to Yu Rui.

Ling Junyi naturally understood her intentions and smiled slightly, saying, "No need, I'm not thirsty."

Liaohua stroked her hair with her fingers, saying with difficulty, "This servant is not good at serving people. Is Master Zhu unhappy?"

Ling Junyi said, "I'm not unhappy. I just wanted to ask someone in the human world if there's anyone in charge on this ship."

Yunhua said, "Master Zhu, please wait a moment. Let this servant go and invite Sister Yurui."

Ling Junyi said, "Yurui is the girl who served the Black-Clad Rakshasa? Is she of high status?" He asked these two questions intentionally. The first question asked if Yurui was the maidservant serving the Black-Clad Rakshasa; the second question asked if Yurui held a high status within the Hundred Flowers Gang. These questions were, of course, very vague, but it was precisely this vagueness that created a misconception, causing the listener to readily answer the truth.

Sure enough, Liaohua replied, "Yes."

Ling Junyi chuckled inwardly and nodded, "Good, go and invite Miss Yurui here. Tell her I have something to ask her." Liaohua agreed and hurried out.

A short while later, Yurui and Pinghua entered with light, graceful steps, lifting the curtain. She had changed back into women's clothing, exuding a captivating and alluring charm. She smiled at Ling Junyi, then whispered to Liaohua and Pinghua, "Do you really think he's Master Zhu?"

Liaohua and Pinghua were shocked and stared at Ling Junyi in disbelief. Ling Junyi quickly applied makeup to his face, restoring his original appearance. Liaohua and Pinghua were stunned. Yu Rui laughed, "Well, stunned, aren't you?" Turning to Ling Junyi, she said, "Young Master, I'm so sorry you've suffered these past few days."

Ling Junyi said, "Yu Rui, I should thank you more."

Yu Rui looked at the stunned Liaohua and Pinghua and whispered something in their ears. The two women suddenly blushed and dared not look at Ling Junyi. Ling Junyi asked curiously, "Yu Rui, what were you saying to them?"

Yu Rui smiled slightly and said, "You'll find out later."

That night, when Yu Rui, Liao Hua, and Ping Hua shyly approached Ling Junyi, he could already guess what they had been talking about. Today, Yu Rui wore a pale yellow shirt and light green trousers. Her large eyes blinked, and her long eyelashes, like a curtain, concealed the girl's secrets. Ling Junyi observed her closely; two small mushrooms had already sprouted on her chest, and her waist swayed gracefully, revealing a woman's allure. Her buttocks were also much fuller than before, swaying naturally from side to side as she walked, causing Ling Junyi's heart to tremble. Suddenly, his manhood hardened, almost bursting through his trousers.

Ling Junyi wasn't about to let his prize slip away. He pulled Yu Rui close, drawing her into a strong embrace. Yu Rui, inhaling Ling Junyi's masculine scent, felt a wave of dizziness, a mixture of happiness and nervousness. Opening her eyes, as clear as autumn water, she looked at the young face so close to hers, a blush of shyness washing over her. Ling Junyi was momentarily stunned, feeling a soft, warm body against his chest, two small, firm breasts pressing against his skin. At the same time, Yu Rui felt her own breasts pressing against his unfamiliar chest, a tingling, numbing sensation spreading from her nipples, causing her breasts to stand erect. This made them even more sensitive, and she felt all her strength draining away.
Ling Junyi also sensed the changes in the two little cherries. Looking closely at the girl in his arms, Yu Rui resembled a flower bud glistening with dew, just waiting to bloom in the sunlight. Looking at Yu Rui's willow-leaf eyebrows, long eyelashes, delicate nose, cherry lips, and her languid, fragrant breath, a surge of youthful passion suddenly ignited in Ling Junyi's heart, burning his face, and equally burning was his swollen member. Yu Rui felt the hot breath near her ear, her body tensing and relaxing in turns, a caterpillar-like sensation crawling through her heart, and she felt a gentle flow of fluid from her private parts, feeling deeply ashamed.

Ling Junyi suddenly attacked again, his lips sealing the girl's moist, soft lips. As he sucked, a stream of saliva welled up from under Yu Rui's tongue. Both felt an electric shock, as if they had been waiting for this moment for a long time. The kiss felt so wonderful; Yu Rui felt as if a hundred flowers were blooming within her, like a happy butterfly freely flying among them, light and boundless. Their tongues intertwined, sucking at each other, unwilling to separate.

Yu Rui was intoxicated by the wonderful feeling, feeling a pair of large hands caressing her from her shoulders to her waist. The warm feeling lingered where they were touched, occasionally playfully stroking her full buttocks—the mounds of a girl never before touched! Those devilish hands grasped and kneaded wantonly, unable to let go.

"Mmm…no…" Yu Rui said, contradicting her true feelings. But Yu Rui discovered that the demonic hands weren't limited to that; sometimes they even secretly tried to cross the line, attempting to sneak from under her armpits to her chest. She quickly reached out and hugged Ling Junyi tightly, leaving no gap between their upper bodies. Unexpectedly, while Ling Junyi's hands couldn't enter temporarily, her breasts were stimulated even more, causing her to tremble slightly.

Ling Junyi remained calm, his right hand tracing the shape of her fair earlobe, then down her neck, pushing downwards along the opening of the first buttonhole. At this moment, Yu Rui felt not only an intruder above her, but also something hard pressing against her lower abdomen, bouncing occasionally. Her private area was being touched repeatedly, becoming even wetter, her juices flowing down her thighs. All her strength seemed to have vanished; she felt as if her bones had been removed, unable to support herself, and could only wrap her arms around Ling Junyi's neck.

Taking advantage of the moment, Ling Junyi's right hand suddenly attacked, rushing into the bodice and grabbing the fruit that the girl had preserved for so many years. It was soft, fragrant, and irresistible to the touch. Suddenly attacked like this, Yu Rui's virgin breasts, her carefully protected, snow-white, chaste breasts, were being touched for the first time by a hand that didn't belong to her. It was so unrestrained, so pleasurable, a feeling akin to a sharp blade piercing her heart. Ling Junyi felt as if he were touching a startled white rabbit, sensing the panic of the sacred peak in his hand. A sense of victory welled up within him. How wonderful! Yu Rui's breasts were as smooth and tender as velvet, trembling slightly. When his hand gripped them tightly, they were so elastic. Though not large, they seemed to grow larger with his caresses, constantly changing shape in his hands.

Now that her defenses had been breached, Yu Rui no longer resisted, allowing the demonic hands to untie her knots one by one. With a soft "sizzle," Yu Rui felt a chill on her chest as her bra was ripped open, and even her pink bodice was half-pulled away, exposing her small, mushroom-shaped right breast to the autumn air. Upon contact with the air, the beautiful young girl's breast not only sprouted small bumps, but these bumps then spread all over her body. Under the ravaging of his hands, the girl's snow-white breasts constantly changed shape, the red buds proudly standing erect. Stimulated by this, Ling Junyi quickened his pace, quickly turning Yu Rui's upper body into a defenseless city.

Ling Junyi's left hand had already secretly slid down from Yu Rui's right buttock, causing a jolt of electricity to run down her thigh. She quickly reached out and pressed it down: "Young Master Ling..."

Ling Junyi knew it was just the girl's modesty, and continued as planned, using his burning lips to fiercely attack Yu Rui's breasts, gently shaking her small nipples with his teeth. A tingling sensation spread from her nipples to her limbs and her private parts, making it impossible for Yu Rui to resist. Coupled with Ling Junyi's pleading gaze, she gently released her grip. Encouraged, Ling Junyi loosened his belt, revealing her emerald green trousers hanging down to her feet, leaving only a thin silk panty covering her most precious virginity. Ling Junyi felt his blood rushing, as her panty was already soaked with love fluid, revealing her private garden beneath the semi-transparent fabric, sparse pubic hair clinging to her sacred peach blossom. Ling Junyi's hand slid down her smooth, white abdomen, gently pulling off her panty. Wow! A dazzling sight, truly arousing, revealed the beautiful young woman's naked body, the air filled with a sweet, musky fragrance. Ling Junyi went wild, tearing off his tattered clothes to reveal his menacing weapon. Upon seeing it, Yu Rui blushed instantly, thinking, "It's so fierce!" A sense of fear gripped her heart.

Ling Junyi swept the girl's delicate body up in his arms, and the two fell onto the bed at the same time. Ling Junyi saw the girl's slightly mounded pubic mound; although the pubic hair was fine, her vulva was extremely beautiful. The experienced Ling Junyi saw the drops of love juice seeping from the shallow groove and knew that Yu Rui was aroused. He quickly stretched out his slender fingers and gently parted her labia majora. The shallow groove was overflowing with love juice, and the tip of her vulva stood erect, red and incredibly tender. Yu Rui's snow-white, pink, and curvaceous body aroused a desire to rape him. Her thighs were tightly closed and her calves were wildly flailing. Ling Junyi's penis stood high and hard, "shaking its head" as it opened.

Yu Rui was extremely ashamed, thinking, "Is this the hateful guy who is going to break into the forbidden zone I've guarded for sixteen years?" She was reluctant to say goodbye to her carefree girlhood, but even stronger was her desire to become an adult. Giving her most precious thing to her beloved was the happiest thing. Her heart was pounding, and her clitoris began to drool. Ling Junyi kneaded her breasts with both hands, his tongue licking them. Yu Rui felt her whole body burning and weak, utterly powerless. Xiao Yu saw Yu Rui's cherry lips slightly open, soft moans escaping from her mouth and nose. When Ling Junyi's tongue touched the fairy-like figure, Yu Rui trembled all over, waves of pleasure crashing against the young girl's heart one after another.

Yu Rui's waist arched, tensed, and remained motionless, suddenly letting out an "Ah!" as she reached her peak, achieving her first orgasm. Ling Junyi no longer hesitated, placing his hot, hard member into Yu Rui's hands. Yu Rui squeezed and played with this enormous thing, the tide of pleasure still lingering, and now it arrived, her heart pounding. Its veins were bulging, it was incredibly hot, especially the engorged glans, which was emitting a slight heat.

"This is my lover's jade pestle, it's so powerful! Can my little hole hold it?"

Under Ling Junyi's direction, Yu Rui held the treasure and kissed her little fairy, gently touching her vulva. The touch immediately caused another kind of stimulation, making her little fairy tremble. Waves of pleasure filled Yu Rui's body. Yu Rui felt her body trembling involuntarily, an uncontrollable trembling of pleasure. When the large glans parted the labia minora, the honey hole was only a thin slit, because it was not yet cultivated. The vulva of a mature woman is slightly open. As the glans advanced, the two red shells were gradually separated. Yu Rui was willing a thousand times in her heart, but she said, "No... don't go in, okay?"

Ling Junyi was already too hard to bear, but he couldn't bear to bully Yu Rui, so he could only play around on the outside. Seeing her lover's face flushed, Yu Rui knew he was suppressing his desire. Finally, she abandoned her girlish reserve and actively guided Ling Junyi's jade pestle towards her honeyed cave: "Good brother, cherish me, possess me, come on..."

Ling Junyi had finally heard those words. His hips thrust forward, like a sharp sword piercing two gates of pleasure. His large glans forced open the tender flesh of the virgin's vaginal walls, pushing in layer by layer, once again pressing against the hymen. The hymen stubbornly held on, striving to maintain its owner's last line of defense. But finally, under the immense pressure of the jade pestle, it was breached. In that final moment, as the hymen emitted a pitiful moan, Yu Rui felt as if everything in the world had stopped moving. She felt as if she had shrunk into a blade of grass, then exploded, filling the entire universe. Her snow-white, slender body stood still, waves of pain mixed with pleasure surging in her heart. A bud that had been guarded for sixteen years finally bloomed. Her pure white body now belonged to Ling Junyi; the girl had become a woman.

"Ah...it hurts...ah..." A trickle of blood flowed from her vagina with each thrust of her darling, a testament to her precious virginity.

With each of Ling Junyi's darlings' frenzied thrusts, each one reaching deep into her uterus, Yu Rui's flower core was subjected to powerful impacts.

"Ah...ah...um...no more...I can't take it anymore...oh...I want it...young master...good brother...oh...oh...ah...ah ah...ah..." Yu Rui began to moan incessantly.

The waves of pleasurable moans were impossible to suppress: "Oh...oh...good brother...you've touched my flower...ah...ah...ah...
so good...young master..."

Driven by these lewd words, Ling Junyi's masculine nature was revealed. The woman beneath him was his possession, and he wanted her to remember this blissful moment forever. He thrust even harder into her, the thrill of conquest filling his chest. Yu Rui kicked her pink legs wildly, drenched in fragrant sweat, clinging tightly to Ling Junyi: "Young master...you're going to kill me...oh...I really can't take it anymore...I'm going to lose it...oh..."

Ling Junyi was also overwhelmed by wave after wave of pleasure, almost unable to hold back. His penis was being gripped so tightly by the virgin's vagina, the head of his penis entering deep inside, the hot love juice gushing out from Yu Rui's trembling body making him feel incredibly good. Combined with the pressure from the tender flesh of the vaginal walls, Ling Junyi felt he was about to explode. He said, "Yu Rui, I'm going to ejaculate inside..." Yu Rui quickly mustered her strength, desperately lifting her hips and grinding against him.

"Ah...ah..." The pleasure emanating from Hua Rui was unparalleled. She gasped for breath, finally letting out a faint "ah," as a stream of vaginal fluid rushed towards his manhood. Ling Junyi couldn't control himself either. A numbness ran through his waist, and he suddenly began to ejaculate. The frenzied pleasure spurted out with each spurt of semen, shooting unreservedly into Yu Rui's virgin vagina. Both of them reached the peak of their lives simultaneously.

Although Liao Hua was young, her body was already quite mature, a fact Ling Junyi immediately noticed. Her graceful figure, her curvaceous curves, her long, jade-like legs, and her alluring private parts ignited a burning desire in Ling Junyi. Liao Hua obediently sat on the bed with Ling Junyi, letting him place his hand on her shoulder. Her heart pounded wildly like a deer's. When Ling Junyi approached Liao Hua's body, he was surprised again. Liao Hua's body was also warm as a furnace. The gentle warmth she radiated made Ling Junyi feel completely refreshed and invigorated.

Ling Junyi glanced at Liaohua, noticing her rosy cheeks, glistening, moist lips, and a mixture of confusion, anticipation, and allure in her eyes. He slowly moved closer, his lips caressing her face, his hands exploring her chest and back. His masculine scent filled the air. The friction against her soft skin sent a shiver of pleasure through her, a sensation she had never experienced before, causing her to moan softly.

When he kissed her lips, greedily sucking her saliva, her whole body trembled with excitement. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her lips tightly against his, responding to his kisses. His hands grasped her breasts, kneading them gently, and she let out suppressed moans. Ling Junyi's hand continued to slide across Liaohua's chest, almost tracing her entire upper body, and slowly touching the dense downy hair. Liaohua, aroused by Ling Junyi's caresses, gasped softly, her thighs opening and closing to soothe the tingling sensation in her vagina.

Ling Junyi's palm easily pressed against Liaohua's vulva, only then realizing that it was already soaking wet! Ling Junyi began to gently rub her vulva, whispering in her ear, "Liaohua, isn't this very comfortable?"

Liaohua nodded weakly, saying in a coquettish voice, "...Young Master...you...are making...me...feel so...so comfortable...mmm...so wonderful...but...it's...so itchy...itchy..."

Ling Junyi laughed and said, "This is just the beginning, the best is yet to come." He then bent his finger and inserted it into her wet vagina, teasing her.

"Ah...ah...gently...um..." Liaohua felt waves of heat flowing out of her vagina, the heat making her feel unbearably itchy. She hurriedly said, "...Young Master...then you...faster...faster...insert it...I...can't take it..."

Ling Junyi then made Liaohua lie down, and, supporting his hard, swollen member, pressed down on her body. Liaohua felt her labia being pushed apart, and something hot was pressing tightly against her vaginal opening, slowly pushing inwards, the opening being stretched painfully. Ling Junyi had just inserted half of his glans into her vagina when he felt Liaohua's narrow vagina gripping his glans so tightly it was incredibly pleasurable. He couldn't resist his burning desire and thrust in with all his might. With a "plop" sound, his member was halfway in.

"...Ah...it hurts...it hurts so much..." Liaohua cried out in pain as she was penetrated, her whole body trembling. "Young master...be gentle...it hurts so much..."

Ling Junyi, his lust surging, was not about to stop. He thrust very gently about ten times before Liaohua felt the pain gradually subside. Each time, Ling Junyi's penis reached right to the center of her vagina, making her gradually feel soft and comfortable. Liaohua reached out and hugged Ling Junyi tightly, moaning, "...Ah...Young master...ah...it feels so good...hmm...hmm...it feels so good...ah...it's inside again...ah..."

Although the entrance to her vagina still stung slightly, it was nothing compared to the intense pleasure. Liaohua began to thrust her hips, matching Ling Junyi's thrusting movements, moaning with pleasure: "...Ugh... harder... Young Master... Ah... so good... so good..."

"Ah... I can't take it... Ah..." Liaohua's whole body convulsed, and with the strong contractions of her uterus, waves of hot vaginal fluid gushed out. Ling Junyi quickly thrust deeper a few more times, and with a low growl, "Sizzle," "Sizzle," streams of hot semen shot straight into the depths of Liaohua's honey hole. Liaohua felt as if the treasure inside her hole was rapidly expanding, and then a surge of heat shot into her uterus, powerfully impacting her uterine lining,
making her so happy that she could only moan "Oh," "Oh."

Ling Junyi looked at Liaohua's wet opening, the clear vaginal fluid mixed with thick white semen, wetting her buttocks and the stone platform. Ling Junyi looked at Liaohua's flushed face, her eyes slightly closed, her cherry lips parted, a seductive posture that stirred the heart. Ling Junyi embraced Liaohua, greedily caressing her breasts, and said, "Liaohua, are you comfortable?"

Liaohua slowly opened her eyes, sighed, and nodded! Then she sat up, nestled into Ling Junyi's arms, enjoying the sense of security of leaning against his strong chest. Ling Junyi felt the fragrant scent of perfume and hair, and couldn't help but feel another surge of desire; his manhood was erect again. Liaohua pouted at Ling Junyi, who turned his head and saw that Pinghua was completely naked, lying weakly on the bed, her cheeks flushed like a sunset, her black hair flowing like a waterfall, her fragrant sweat like a summer rain passing through a courtyard—truly alluring and captivating, her beauty breathtaking.

Liaohua reached out and touched Pinghua's vulva, finding it wet and sticky. Liaohua laughed and said, "Young master, look, Pinghua can't take it anymore, why don't you hurry up?"

Ling Junyi didn't need her to say anything. He lay down close to Pinghua, his hand immediately grasping her full breasts. From the contact of their skin, Ling Junyi could feel Pinghua trembling slightly. While kneading Pinghua's breasts, Ling Junyi leaned close to her ear and said, "You just saw me with Yurui and Liaohua, are you willing to be with me too?"

"Mmm..." Pinghua nodded shyly, her eyes tightly closed.

Looking at Pinghua's face, as beautiful as a lotus emerging from water, her shy and timid appearance, Ling Junyi felt a sudden, inexplicable impulse. He propped himself up, lowered his head, and kissed her cherry lips, pressing his firm chest muscles against her breasts, his hands roaming greedily and roughly. Ling Junyi felt that Pinghua's breasts were even softer than Liaohua's; her skin was smoother, but lacked Liaohua's warmth. The moment Pinghua's hand touched Ling Junyi's manhood, she thought to herself, "So this is what a man's manhood is like—hard, thick, and hot...it's wonderful! I wonder how happy it would be if it were inside me! No wonder Sister Liaohua and Sister Yurui were screaming like their souls were flying." After letting Ling Junyi stroke her a few times, Pinghua began to act wantonly, moaning and groaning, greedily playing with Ling Junyi's manhood, tracing the ridges of the glans with her fingers.

Pinghua was so itchy that she couldn't bear it any longer and said softly, "Young master...this servant...it's so...so itchy inside..." Pinghua raised her plump thighs high, rubbing them against Ling Junyi's buttocks incessantly.

"Okay." Ling Junyi rolled over, casually spreading Pinghua's thighs apart, and guided his penis to the entrance of her vagina, rubbing it a few times to get some of her vaginal fluid on the glans. This rubbing and turning of Ling Junyi's glans against the clitoris at the cleft of her labia caused Pinghua to feel a surge of arousal, and she even began to sway her lower body involuntarily. Ling Junyi thrust his hips slightly, and with a "whoosh," he entered half an inch.

"Ah...it hurts so much..." The tearing pain made Pinghua moan softly, "Young Master...it hurts so much..."

"Pinghua, bear with it for a while, it won't hurt in a bit," Ling Junyi comforted her, while simultaneously licking Pinghua's nipples.

A moment later, Pinghua gasped, "Young Master...it really hurt just now...but now it feels...so itchy..."

Ling Junyi laughed and said, "That means you're getting horny."

Pinghua hugged Ling Junyi and kissed him, saying, "Then Young Master, you can start now." She continued, "How does my hole compare to the two older sisters?"

Ling Junyi thrust forward, plunging his entire member inside, causing Pinghua to let out another soft moan, saying, "The three of you each have your own merits, enough to drive men crazy, but..." With a series of thrusts, she continued, "Only a top-quality one like me can satisfy you."

"Ah...um..." Pinghua's hole was being rubbed so hard that her whole body felt incredibly pleasurable, but she also managed to ask in her panting, "...What...um...is...top-quality...ah..."

Ling Junyi began to breathe heavily, "...Hoo...like...me...so big...and so durable..." As he spoke, Ling Junyi's thrusts were relentless, each one penetrating deep into the inner walls.

Pinghua responded with moans of pleasure, "...Ah...Mmm..." Her lewd cries fueled Liaohua's uncontrollable desire. She rolled over and pressed herself against Ling Junyi's back, rubbing her breasts and genitals together, her own fluids wetting his buttocks and legs. Because

of his recent climax, Ling Junyi seemed to have more stamina, thrusting relentlessly until his member was almost numb. Pinghua, however, was driven to multiple orgasms, climaxing several times, her body limp and powerless. Meanwhile, Liaohua on his back continued her lewd moans, her desire palpable. Ling Junyi shook his body and said, "Liaohua, get down! Let me help you satisfy your craving." Ling Junyi then rolled over and lay on his back, supporting his wet member, and said, "Sit on top of me."

Liaohua hesitated for a moment, then asked doubtfully, "Is...this okay...?" Although Liaohua was skeptical, she also found it novel, so she awkwardly straddled Ling Junyi's lower body, aligning her vulva with his member and sitting down.

"...Mmm...so beautiful...mmm...interesting...ah..." The overwhelming pleasure made Liaohua feel so blissful that her soul seemed to fly away.

Ling Junyi thrust his hips forward, saying, "Once you get used to it, I'll teach you a few more positions. That'll be truly pleasurable and fun."

Liaohua's body rose and fell, saying, "...Hmm...Now you're...so beautiful......When...you'll...be...pleasantly...dying..."

Ling Junyi looked at Liaohua's bouncing breasts, placed his hands on her waist, and moved towards her protruding lower body, letting his penis reach straight into her uterus, saying, "Pleasure is certainly possible, but death is not necessary." In less than a few dozen thrusts, Liaohua couldn't hold back her juices flowing freely again.

Ling Junyi then manipulated Yu Rui and Pinghua again, each thrusting nearly a hundred times, and then ejaculated his thick semen into Yu Rui's body. Only then did the four of them embrace and fall asleep.

The next morning, Yu Rui, Liao Hua, and Ping Hua blushed with embarrassment upon seeing the bloodstains on the bed. The three women helped Ling Junyi get up, wash, and have breakfast. Suddenly, Ling Junyi remembered something and asked Yu Rui, "Yu Rui, I've been meaning to ask a question."

Yu Rui looked at him and asked, "Young Master, what is it?"

Ling Junyi asked, "What is the origin of Juechen Manor?"

Yu Rui replied, "They are members of the Black Dragon Society."

Ling Junyi said, "The Black Dragon Society? I've never heard of that name before."

Yu Rui said, "They are very secretive. Even though they operate in the martial world, no one knows about them. Naturally, you've never heard of them before."

Ling Junyi asked, "What is Qi Chengchang's status in the Black Dragon Society?"

Yu Rui replied, "Everyone calls him the Manor Lord. I don't know his exact position within the society."

Ling Junyi asked, "Was their purpose in kidnapping Master Leshan and the others for that 'poison'?"

Yu Rui replied, "It should be." " The words had barely left his lips

when Liaohua suddenly lifted the curtain at the door and said, 'Sister Yurui, something's happened?'

Yurui asked softly, 'What exactly happened?' Liaohua said, 'After Boss Jiang spotted our boat, two speedboats followed us from a distance.' Yurui said, 'Could they be from the Black Dragon Society?' Then she said to Ling Junyi, 'Young Master, you mustn't show yourself.' Ling Junyi nodded, and Yurui and Liaohua left one after the other. Ling Junyi got up and walked to the window, poked a small hole in the window paper, and peered out. He saw the river stretching to the horizon, calm and still, without a trace of anything. It seemed the two approaching boats were only following from a distance. Just then, a rushing sound came from the back of the cabin, followed by a speedboat skimming across the water from about three zhang away and speeding away. Ling Junyi thought to himself, 'It seems the two sides are about to clash.'" Yu Rui hurried back to the aft cabin. Ping Hua, looking anxious, waved and said, "Sister Yu Rui, come quick! Those two speedboats are getting closer and closer." There was a row of screen windows at the back of the cabin, and she stood under one, peering towards the stern. Yu Rui slowly approached and said, "It's best if we don't show ourselves. They can handle the intruders." The " them" she referred to were naturally the four men in purple. As soon as she finished speaking, she reached the screen window and, with a quick glance, saw two speedboats cutting through the waves. The two speedboats were approaching at incredible speed, seemingly chasing after the ship in front! But just as they were about ten feet apart, the two boats suddenly separated, flanking the ship from the stern, passing the bow, and heading straight ahead. Yu Rui's face was filled with anger as she said indignantly, "Damn it, this is clearly a provocation!" Just then, Jiang Laoda's voice rang out from the cabin door, "Miss, there's something wrong with how these two speedboats are coming." Yu Rui slowly turned around and said, " Brother Jiang, did you see clearly who was on their boat?" Brother Jiang said, "They were covered by the awning. Apart from the boatman, a man in black, I didn't see anyone in the cabin." Yu Rui nodded and said, "Since they dared to openly provoke us, they wouldn't have kept quiet." Brother Jiang said, "I was just asking for your permission, Miss, whether we..." Yu Rui said, "You don't need to worry about it. Just continue sailing as usual." Brother Jiang replied, "Yes," and was about to leave. Yu Rui called out, "Brother Jiang." Brother Jiang quickly stopped and bowed, saying, "Is there anything else you need, Miss?" Yu Rui said, "You've been in Anqing for many years and are very familiar with the waterways. Have any members of the Black Dragon Society appeared on the river recently?" Brother Jiang said, "To be honest, Miss, I've never heard of the Black Dragon Society before. Especially in this area, the river has always been peaceful; I've never encountered anything like what happened today." Yu Rui exclaimed, "Then they're definitely after us." She waved her hand and said, "That's all for you. Also, you still need to stay in Anqing. Unless absolutely necessary, don't reveal your identity. If the two sides start fighting later, you and the brothers on the boat don't need to get involved. Just consider it a hired boat." Brother Jiang agreed and withdrew. Just as Yu Rui returned to her chair and sat down, she heard Ping Hua whisper, "Sister Yu Rui, two more speedboats have appeared behind us." Yu Rui asked, "What about the two that just passed by?" Ping Hua said, "We haven't seen them yet."

Yu Rui said, "They've deployed four speedboats; it seems they intend to make their move on the river."

Just then, Liao Hua called out, "Sister Yu Rui, the two speedboats that just passed by have turned back!"

Yu Rui abruptly stood up. She walked to the left-hand window and looked out. The wind was gentle, the water calm. The surface was like a mirror, and the two speedboats behind the boat were gradually approaching! She reached into her bosom and took out a small bronze mirror. She turned slightly to look at the bow and saw that the two speedboats that had just passed by were now turning back and heading straight for her boat. The four speedboats formed an encirclement on the water, slowly closing in until they had surrounded her boat. Before her boat had even stopped moving, the two speedboats at the bow were heading straight for her, the distance between them growing ever closer. Suddenly, from the cabin door of the speedboat on the left, a man dressed in a long black robe, his face ashen, stepped out and stood at the bow, shouting, "Hey! Boatman, are you blind? Stop right now!"

At the same time, from the cabin curtain of the boat on the right, two men in black, with sallow faces and long swords in hand, emerged. It seemed they were indeed going to fight on the river. Having received Yu Rui's instructions, Boss Jiang immediately and slowly brought the boat to a stop. The two speedboats behind also slowed down and gradually approached. The large boat had stopped on the river, its hull sideways. Boss Jiang and several sailors, their faces filled with alarm, frantically tried to stabilize the boat. The front cabin suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man in a purple robe slowly walked out. His gaze swept over the gray-faced men on the ship, and he coldly announced, "In broad daylight, under the clear sky, what do you men intend to do by blocking our ship with weapons?"

As the purple-robed man appeared, two men in purple-clad, close-fitting clothes and carrying swords followed him out. The gray-faced man's gaze was cold and menacing. He glanced at the middle-aged man in purple and asked, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man in purple replied, "I am Lu Jiannan of the Wansheng Escort Agency in Nanchang." Then, his expression turned serious, and he asked, "I have already stated my agency. Shouldn't you also reveal your name? What is your purpose in blocking this boat on the river?"

The gray-faced man sneered, "Three runaway maids, and you even hired bodyguards? Let me tell you, we are here to hunt down runaway maids."

Lu Jiannan snorted, "Friend, you seem to have come to the wrong person. Our agency is insured by Young Master Hua of Nanchang. In the world of martial arts, morality is paramount. We humbly request that you grant our agency this favor."

The gray-faced man blinked his lifeless gray eyes and smiled sinisterly, "I've never heard of any Wansheng Escort Agency in Nanchang. Come on, get on board and search." On the right-hand boat, two men in black responded, and the speedboat suddenly rushed up. The two men leaped into the air and pounced on the large ship.

Lu Jiannan glared and shouted, "Friend, if you disregard the code of the martial world, then don't blame our organization for being ruthless!" As he spoke, he waved to two men in purple-clad martial arts attire behind him. The two men in purple-clad martial arts attire had already drawn their knives and flashed out, intercepting the two sallow-faced men who were pouncing on them. A fierce battle immediately broke out on the deck at the bow of the ship.

The sallow-faced man laughed and said, "It seems that you, my friend Lu, won't shed tears until you see the coffin. In that case, I'll grant your wish." With a light tap of his toes, he used the "One Crane Soars to the Sky" movement technique, rising more than two zhang into the air. He pounced on Lu Jiannan head-on, his five fingers spread wide in a "Flying Eagle Seizes the Snake" move, grabbing down at his head. Seeing the strangeness of his attack, Lu Jiannan did not dare to be careless. He took a step back with his right foot and flicked his left wrist, pointing at the sallow-faced man's right wrist.

"Piercing Cloud Finger," the gray-faced man chuckled strangely. "So, my friend is a disciple of the Huashan Sect." He

landed with a swift, powerful strike, closing in on Lu Jiannan in a single step. His left hand unleashed a "Cloud-Dispelling Palm" strike, aimed straight at Lu Jiannan. The man's attack was strange, his palm strike rapid and forceful, forcing Lu Jiannan to involuntarily take another step back. But Lu Jiannan was no pushover. After dodging the gray-faced man's palm strike, he swiftly drew his sword, and with a whoosh, swept it across the ground. This move, combining evasion and attack, was truly lightning fast. The gray-faced man, caught off guard, nearly suffered a major loss. In his haste, he leaped more than ten feet into the air, barely managing to dodge Lu Jiannan's sweeping sword. Having landed a blow, Lu Jiannan had no chance to retaliate. With a shout, he too leaped into the air, his sword flashing as he "Parted the Clouds," following up with a flying attack. As the gray-faced man leaped into the air, he too had drawn his sword and immediately retaliated. With a clang, the two exchanged blows in mid-air, their figures abruptly separating as they both plummeted onto the ship's deck.

The gray-faced man landed firmly on the ground, letting out a furious laugh. His long, narrow, black sword unleashed a barrage of strange and rapid attacks, its movements unpredictable and extremely fierce. Lu Jiannan was indeed a member of the Huashan Sect, wielding the "Huashan Sword Technique" with agility and grace, advancing and retreating like the wind, each move exquisitely refined. The two men, from the moment they began to fight, each displayed their skills, their longswords flashing like silver snakes, one like a black dragon stirring the water, their battle incredibly intense. At this moment, the two speedboats that had followed them had circled to the bow of the large ship. On each small boat stood a man. On the first boat stood a man in a blue cloth shirt, with a thin face, a yellowish-green complexion, and a sinister appearance. On the second boat stood a handsome young man in blue robes, a long sword at his waist, flowing gracefully in the wind, appearing quite dashing.

The two men, seemingly master and servant, approached the large ship in their speedboat. When they were about two zhang away, the man in blue suddenly swung his arms and leaped towards the ship. He was incredibly agile; his toes barely touched the bow, and he swiftly weaved through the flashing blades, rushing towards the cabin. Just then, a shout rang out, and a man in purple, close-fitting clothes stood in the doorway, blocking his path. His longsword flashed, creating two sword flowers, aiming for two vital points on the man in blue. The man in blue neither dodged nor evaded, but instead raised his left hand, swiftly parrying the sword upwards. This greatly surprised the man in purple; he dared to use his bare hands to grab a sharp sword? In that moment of surprise, a clang of metal rang out, and the man in purple's sword was locked in place.

It turned out that the man in blue's left hand was greenish-blue, with five fingers like steel hooks, revealing sharp, pointed iron claws! His left hand was actually a prosthetic hand made of cast steel; its glaring green color indicated it was coated with a deadly poison! This all happened in the blink of an eye. The man in blue locked the purple-clad man's longsword with his iron hand, and with a whoosh, his right hand lashed out with a palm strike. The purple-clad man was no weakling, but because his sword was locked, he lost focus and his left shoulder was struck by the palm wind. Although he reacted quickly and wasn't hit hard, it was still quite severe; he felt a splitting pain in his left arm and almost fell to the ground. Taking advantage of his tilted body, he suddenly launched a flying kick towards the man in blue's chest.

The man in blue coldly snorted, "Mantis Kick, so you're from the Mantis Sect." His left hand, with its iron claw, swiftly grabbed at the man's ankle.

The man in purple, with a wounded left arm, was naturally less agile than when they first clashed. Knowing his life was at stake, he gritted his teeth, took a step back, and risked a counterattack, hoping to hold out for as long as possible. The man in green, having landed a successful blow, wielded his iron hand with lightning speed, his right hand following up with a series of strikes, pushing the man in purple to the brink of death. Suddenly, amidst the rapid clanging of metal on the bow, a "plop" rang out. One of the two men in purple, who were fighting fiercely against the two sallow-faced men who had boarded the ship, was injured and fell into the water. The other, also seriously wounded, continued to fight desperately.

Seeing his bodyguards outmatched and in dire straits, Lu Jiannan was filled with rage. His eyes turned bloodshot, and his longsword flashed like a curtain of light as he desperately attacked. However, his opponent, the gray-faced man, was unpredictable and unpredictable in his swordplay! After about a hundred moves, neither side had gained the upper hand. Two sallow-faced men, originally fighting two men in purple tight-fitting clothes, now found themselves without an opponent after one of the purple-clad men, wounded and fallen into the water, launched a pincer attack on the other. The purple-clad man, already only able to parry, was now attacked from both sides, fighting two against one. After only a few exchanges, his left arm was severed by a single sword strike from the man in front. The purple-clad man cried out and immediately fainted from the pain. The sallow-faced man behind him kicked him into the river.

Enraged, Lu Jiannan roared, "I'll fight you to the death!" With a flick of his wrist, his longsword flashed. He was determined to fight to the death, relentlessly attacking, his sword spinning like a wheel, each strike aimed at the sallow-faced man's vital points. This rapid attack was almost entirely reckless, disregarding the man's own safety. The gray-faced man, naturally, wouldn't engage in a suicidal fight, and could only retreat and dodge. This gave Lu Jiannan the upper hand. Gritting his teeth, he launched an even more ferocious attack, forcing the gray-faced man to retreat repeatedly. The blue-clad man, who had been observing the battle from the small boat, suddenly leaped onto it. His movements were incredibly fast; a flash of blue, and he was already at the bow, pointing a finger at Lu Jiannan's pressure point. Lu Jiannan, caught in the midst of his attack, suddenly felt a numbness in his waist. Unable to stop in time, he collapsed onto the deck, a long sword piercing the surface.

The gray-faced man quickly sheathed his sword and bowed to the blue-robed young master, saying, "Thank you for your help, young

master." The blue-robed young master replied, "You're too kind, my lord." It turned out that the gray-faced man was Tian Gou Xing.

Tian Gou Xing turned around, grabbed Lu Jiannan's collar with one hand and pressed the other against his back, then turned to the man in green and said, "Brother Hou, please stop." At the same time, he coldly shouted at the man in purple, "Listen up, my friend, your镖头 (bodyguard/escort) Lu is already in my hands. If you don't want him to die, then stand up there." The man in green withdrew his attack and leaped back to the blue-robed young master's side.

The man in purple, whose left arm was injured, was already at a disadvantage. Now, seeing Lu Jiannan fall into someone else's hands, he closed his eyes tightly, as if he had been acupunctured. Of the four who had come with him, only he remained. Not only was he alone and unable to speak out, but he was also hesitant to act rashly. He could only sheathe his sword upon hearing the commotion, let out a long sigh, and angrily said, "What kind of people are you? Our Wansheng Escort Agency has traveled all over the country and has never offended any fellow martial artists..."

Tian Gou Xing interrupted him before he could finish, saying, "Friend, there's no need to say more. I have already told your head镖师 (镖头, a term for a镖师 who has come to escort services), we are here to pursue a runaway maid, and it has nothing to do with your escort agency. Now our young master Tian is here, quickly go and call your client out. After we have searched the entire ship, we will let you pass."

Suddenly, a clear voice continued, "I am right here, and you are blocking my way with weapons. You have wounded a镖师, which is no different from being a bandit. What exactly do you want?"

As the voice spoke, a young man wearing a scholar's hat and a blue robe walked out from the large cabin at the stern of the ship. Behind him, two pageboys followed on either side of him, walking slowly towards the bow of the ship. These three were Yu Rui, Liao Hua, and Ping Hua. The man in purple, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, looked ashamed upon seeing Yu Rui and her two servants.

He bowed and clasped his hands, saying, "We are deeply ashamed of our inferior skills and failure to fulfill our duty of protection, which has caused you to disturb the young master..."

Yu Rui waved her hand slightly and said, "This is not your fault." The young master in blue, with his bright eyes as cold and sharp as knives, stared intently at the three of them, as if searching for something in their faces. He slowly asked, "Where did you come from, and where are you going?"

Yu Rui said coldly, "Am I required to answer you?"

The young master in blue said, "The question I asked you..." "Whether you want to answer or not, you have to answer."

Yu Rui said, "Why?"

The blue-robed young master said, "Because of me."

Liao Hua said from the side, "Young master, you are a scholar, there's no need to be stubborn with them. Just answer him properly, and nothing will happen."

Yu Rui said helplessly, "Alright, I'll tell him." As she spoke, she raised her eyes and said to the blue-robed young master, "I am Hua Xiangrong, from Anqing, on my way to Nanchang."

As she spoke, the blue-robed young master slightly turned his head and secretly winked at the man in green beside him. The man in green did not make a sound, but raised his right hand, and two points of green light shot straight towards the faces of Liao Hua and Ping Hua. When Liao Hua and Ping Hua came out with Yu Rui, they were already on guard, secretly watching the actions of the other party. When they saw the man in green shoot out two points of green light, they both quickly flipped their wrists and withdrew their swords. A flash of cold light, and two sharp clangs rang out as two short, bluish-green arrows, each about two inches long, were deflected by the sword tip and fell onto the deck. Their swordsmanship was swift.

A strange light flashed in the blue-robed young man's eyes, and he laughed loudly, "You wretched maids! You escaped from Juechen Manor, disguised yourselves as men, and I thought you couldn't tell? Now, in front of me, you'd better surrender and await your fate!"

Yu Rui glanced at him and coldly said, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

The blue-robed young man snorted angrily, "Yu Rui, are you still trying to deny it?"

Yu Rui remained calm, saying, "You'd better watch your words. I am Hua Xiangrong, a student of Nanchang Prefecture. Who am I, Yu Rui?" She remained composed and unperturbed.

The young man in blue, his face contorted with anger, pointed and said, "Hou Tieshou, go and seize her." This young man in blue was none other than Tian Zhongbi, the adopted son of Qi Chengchang, the master of Juechen Manor, and the man in

green was Hou Tieshou. They were ordered to apprehend three runaway maids. Upon hearing the young man's command, Hou Tieshou flashed forward, appearing before Yu Rui, and coldly said, "Yu Rui, do you still want me, Hou, to use my own hands?"

Yu Rui's face paled with rage, and she retorted angrily, "This is outrageous! How dare you insult me like this, treating me, a dignified woman, like a runaway maid? It's utterly absurd!"

Hou Tieshou said, "Stop trembling. If you refuse to surrender, I won't be polite." He reached out with his right hand, fingers spread wide, aiming for Yu Rui's shoulder.

Yu Rui, now disguised as a scholar, was far from willing to fight a mere servant. She took a half step back and turned around, saying, "Hua Fu, go and take a few of his moves."

Hua Fu, who was actually Ping Hua, agreed and flashed forward, pointing her short sword and shouting, "What are you? How dare you act so arrogantly towards my young master?" She attacked without hesitation, slashing her sword at Hou Tieshou's right wrist.

Hou Tieshou chuckled and said, "Little girl, are you Ping Hua or Liao Hua?" His left hand, with its iron claws, flashed towards the sword.

Ping Hua flicked her short sword, creating three sword flowers that pierced three vital points on Hou Tieshou's chest. Hou Tieshou neither dodged nor evaded, his left hand swiftly rising to meet her attack head-on. In his mind, regardless of whether she was Ping Ying or Liao Hua, she was just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old maid; how much martial arts could she possibly possess? She couldn't possibly withstand a single blow from him. This exchange would surely knock her short sword away. To Hou Tieshou's surprise, things took an unexpected turn. He raised his iron wrist, and with a clang, Pinghua's short sword, though blocked, wasn't knocked away. He was secretly astonished, thinking, "It seems this little girl's martial arts are not to be underestimated."

Just as this thought crossed his mind, Pinghua's short sword suddenly sank, changing its attack mid-strike, slashing straight down towards Hou Tieshou's abdomen! This move, "One Leaf Knows Autumn," was incredibly fast. With a hiss, a foot-long gash was torn in Hou Tieshou's chest by Pinghua's sword. Enraged, Hou Tieshou unleashed a rapid attack with his left hand. Amidst a blur of green light, seven or eight claw-like iron hands appeared, grabbing down at Pinghua.

Pinghua dared not be careless. Her short sword moved like the wind, responding with equal speed, creating a flurry of sword flowers to protect her entire body. The sword flowers appeared and disappeared in an instant, changing rapidly, attacking with attack. The two immediately engaged in a fierce battle. Tian Gou Xing, knowing that Tian Zhongbi was not only the adopted son of Qi Chengchang, the master of Juechen Manor, but also a favorite disciple of his superior, Hall Master Hao, naturally wanted to curry favor with him. Seeing Hou Tieshou and Pinghua start fighting, he stepped forward without waiting for orders, saying in a sinister voice, "You three girls dare to resist Young Master Tian?

You're far too bold." The remaining man in purple, a close-fitting outfit, suddenly leaped forward, wielding a long sword, and shouted sharply, "If you dare take another step forward, I won't be polite!"

Tian Gou Xing smiled sinisterly, "A friend wants to die? It's simple. I only need to lift a finger to grant your wish." With a clang, he drew a long, narrow, black sword.

Yu Rui turned her head and said, "Chief Escort Shen, your left shoulder injury hasn't healed yet, you shouldn't fight. Just step back, let Hua Lu handle this man."

Hua Lu, naturally, was Liao Hua. Hearing Yu Rui's hint, she flashed forward and said, "Young Master wants me to handle him, Chief Escort Shen, let me do it." As soon as she spoke, her short sword flashed with a "Winter Plum Blossom Announcing Spring" move, aiming straight for Tian Gou Xing's left rib.

Tian Gou Xing deflected Liao Hua's sword with his long sword, but little did he know that the Hundred Flowers Gang members all practiced a set of "Hundred Flowers Sword Techniques." Once they started fighting, sword flowers bloomed one after another, two, three, four, in an endless stream. Girls are naturally not as strong as men, but their sword technique is exquisite and agile, enough to make up for their lack of physical strength. Tengu Star's swordsmanship was ruthless and unpredictable, but after exchanging seven moves with Liaohua, he still couldn't gain the slightest advantage. He was furious and shouted repeatedly. His long, narrow sword swirled left and right, stirring up a dark cloud. Liaohua gritted her teeth and used her short sword just as fiercely, creating silver flowers that appeared and disappeared as quickly as they appeared, showing no less skill.

Seeing that Hou Tieshou and Tiangouxing were struggling to defeat even the two maids, Tian Zhongbi's eyes flashed with cold light. He sneered, "It seems you are indeed someone of great importance. I cannot let you go today." With that, he stepped towards Yu Rui and shouted, "Yu Rui, you lowly wench, draw your weapons! I will take your life within ten moves!"

Yu Rui knew that the situation was hopeless. She had remained calm because Tian Zhongbi was a formidable martial artist, and she knew she was no match for him. She had even warned Pinghua and Liaohua not to act rashly. Later, Hou Tieshou launched a sneak attack, firing two poisoned hidden arrows, which was originally a test. Unexpectedly, Pinghua and Liaohua lost their composure and drew their short swords, thus revealing their identities. Seeing Tian Zhongbi approaching her, she knew she was now in a situation where a fight was inevitable. She steeled herself and nodded, saying, "Young Master Tian, you've pressed me so hard. It seems we won't stop until we're dead. I have no choice but to fight to the death." As she spoke, she removed her blue robe, revealing a tight-fitting outfit. With a clang, she drew a bright silver short sword, standing motionless.

Tian Zhongbi's gaze was cold as he said, "You lowly servant, still won't admit you're Yu Rui?"

Yu Rui replied, "The outcome between us is still uncertain. Wait until you defeat my short sword before you ask."

A murderous glint flashed in Tian Zhongbi's eyes. He opened his eyes wide and slowly drew his long sword, but he held back. Pointing the sword, he said, "If you hand over the person impersonating Zhu Wenhua, I might spare your lives." It turned out his main purpose in tracking her down was to find the person impersonating Zhu Wenhua. This was all for the sake of falsely claiming that Zhu Wenhua had neutralized the "poison.

" Wu Rui coldly laughed and said, "Young Master Tian, how laughable are your words? We haven't even made a move yet, the outcome is still undecided, aren't you just saying too much?"

Tian Zhongbi's face turned ashen, and he coldly snorted, "Very well, I'll capture you, then you won't be afraid to talk."

Yu Rui responded, "That's exactly what I intended."

Before she finished speaking, Tian Zhongbi shouted angrily, "You lowly servant, take this!" A sharp wind rushed towards her, and a cold aura assaulted her senses as a streak of azure sword light flew towards her. Yu Rui had deliberately provoked him, and seeing him attack in anger, she was secretly delighted. She quickly leaped to the side, her right hand turning to deflect the enemy's sword. Suddenly, her short sword flashed, sweeping like the wind, and in an instant, she thrust out three swords.

Tian Zhongbi sneered and retaliated with his sword, one long and one short, the two precious swords flashing with cold light, immediately engaging in a fierce battle like lightning. Swords flashed and gleamed, their blades clashing and striking each other. In the heat of the moment, they resembled a hundred silver snakes darting through a cluster of silver flowers, each displaying their unique skills in a fierce and rapid exchange. After twenty or thirty moves, Yu Rui suddenly felt a violent jolt in her wrist. Her short sword clashed with Tian Zhongbi's longsword, producing a loud metallic clang. Both swords were forged from refined steel and remained undamaged, but Yu Rui, being a young girl, was far weaker than Tian Zhongbi. The clash of their swords sent her staggering backward.

Tian Zhongbi, having landed a successful blow, flicked his longsword, its cold light flashing, and thrust it forward. Yu Rui, her sword light and agile, moved like a whirlwind to Tian Zhongbi's right, her sword flashing as she swiftly thrust at his right waist. Tanaka Bi sneered. Just as Yu Rui's sword was about to touch her, he suddenly took a half-step back, his body twisting rapidly as he executed a move called "Effortless Strike." His right sword slashed downwards, while his left palm rose, the sword strike and palm strike occurring simultaneously. Yu Rui, caught off guard, cried out inwardly, "Not good!" It was too late to unleash her attack.

Tanaka Bi's sword strike was heavy and powerful; with a clang, Yu Rui's short sword was knocked from her hand and fell onto the deck. Simultaneously, his left hand struck out with lightning speed, aimed at her chest. Yu Rui was greatly alarmed. Forgetting about retrieving her sword, she leaped backward hastily, barely managing to avoid the blow. Before she could catch her breath, Tian Zhongbi laughed heartily, swung his longsword in a half-arc, and stepped forward, coldly shouting, "If you don't surrender, don't blame me for being merciless!"

His words were barely out when a clear voice interrupted, "Young Master Tian, I think you should stop."

Tian Zhongbi, startled by the voice coming from behind, quickly turned around and shouted, "Who goes there?"

Turning around, he saw a man in a blue robe with a black veil covering his face, who had somehow appeared on the boat. His robes fluttered in the wind as he stood there, exuding elegance, and laughed loudly, saying, "Young Master Tian, don't you recognize me?" In that instant, Tian Zhongbi noticed that the镖头 (bodyguard/escort) named Lu Jiannan, who had been restrained by pressure points, was now standing.

The two sallow-faced men under Tian Gou Xing's command, who had been guarding Lu Jiannan, were now also restrained by him, standing motionless. No, there were also Hou Tieshou and Tiangouxing, who were fighting Pinghua and Liaohua. They had initially gained the upper hand, but now they seemed to be subdued. One, Tieshou, was poised to strike, while the other thrust his longsword through the air, but both remained frozen in place. Pinghua and Liaohua had already sheathed their short swords and stood smilingly to the side.

Needless to say, this was all the work of the masked man in green. When he appeared on the bow of the ship, Hou Tieshou and Tiangouxing were still locked in fierce combat. He caught them off guard and launched a surprise attack, making it easy for him to succeed. But regardless, the fact that this man could subdue Hou Tieshou and Tiangouxing so easily and without making a sound was astonishing. This turn of events left Tian Zhongbi utterly astonished. They had completely gained the upper hand, but because of this sudden appearance of the masked man on the bow of the ship, the situation changed instantly, turning victory into defeat and resulting in a complete loss. Tanaka Bi's murderous intent surged, and he roared, "Did you subdue them?"

The masked man nodded, "That's right. I couldn't stand your bullying, blocking the river and harassing three young ladies..." He immediately identified Yu Rui and the other two as young ladies.

Tanaka Bi snorted angrily, "Who are you?"

The masked man laughed loudly, "Since Young Master Tian doesn't recognize me, even if I tell you my name, you still won't recognize me, right?"

Tanaka Bi was both angry and furious, and shouted, "Fine!" His longsword flashed, the wind from the sword shaking, and a streak of light shot towards the masked man, sword and all. This sword strike was incredibly powerful; the sword light expanded, reaching a radius of five or six feet, sweeping towards them with unparalleled ferocity. The masked man, empty-handed, naturally dared not meet the attack head-on. He leaped two zhang high into the air. Seeing him leap and dodge, Tanaka Bi sneered, his body arching as he changed his move to "White Rainbow Piercing the Sun," his sword flashing as he shot up like an arrow, relentlessly pursuing Tanaka Bi. The masked man, reaching a height of two zhang, suddenly used "Cloud somersault," drawing a short sword from his side and lunging down at Tanaka Bi.

A clang rang out in mid-air, like a dragon's roar as metal clashed. The two exchanged blows in mid-air, their figures instantly separating as they fell to the ground. Tanaka Bi, with his superior martial arts and keen senses, noticed the unusual sound as their blades clashed. His gaze fell, and he immediately saw that the tip of his finely forged bronze longsword had been severed by his opponent. Shocked and enraged, his handsome face flushed red with fury, he roared, leaping forward, his sword whipping through the air as he attacked again. With a surge of anger, he attacked, his sword flashing like a wheel, each move ruthless, unleashing thirteen strikes in the blink of an eye.

The masked man chuckled, "Young Master Tian, your killing intent is quite strong." His figure darted left and right, like a willow swaying in the wind, unpredictable and elusive. Tian Zhongbi's sword strikes were as swift as the wind, incredibly fast, but if you thrust to the east, he would dodge to the west; if you thrust to the west, he would dodge to the north, never retaliating. Tian Zhongbi's thirteen sword strikes flowed with cold light, the sword light flashing like silver snakes, almost covering an area of ten feet, almost trapping the masked man within the sword light. It seemed that every sword strike was about to pierce his opponent, but by the slightest difference, every sword grazed past him, not even piercing the hem of his clothes.

Enraged, Tanaka Bi's eyes blazed with fury. He roared, "Since you dare to stand up for me, why don't you dare to take a few blows from me? What kind of nonsense is this, dodging and weaving? Did your master only give you a short sword and not teach you any swordsmanship?"

The masked man suddenly stopped and coldly smiled, "Tanaka Bi, I'm giving you face so you'll back down. Since you want to see my swordsmanship, then be careful." As soon as he finished speaking, the short sword he held, only about a foot long, suddenly trembled in the wind, instantly creating eight or nine sword shadows that flew towards Tanaka Bi. These eight or nine sword shadows varied greatly in length, were difficult to distinguish from real ones, and changed unpredictably.

Tanaka Kaku had practiced swordsmanship since childhood and was highly skilled. He thought it was just an illusion, because ordinary sword techniques often create a series of sword shadows, making it difficult to distinguish between real and illusory ones. In reality, only one sword was real, and the rest were illusions. He sneered inwardly, and before the opponent's sword shadows could get close, he swiftly flicked his right wrist, unleashing a "Splitting Light and Strike Shadow" move with his longsword, simultaneously scattering a burst of cold light. Instead of retreating, he advanced, meeting the opponent's sword shadows head-on. The two exchanged blows with incredible speed. The sword shadows and cold light clashed abruptly, immediately producing a series of light "clangs" that resonated. Tanaka Kaku had underestimated his opponent and acted rashly, misjudging the situation! If only one of the opponent's eight or nine sword shadows was real, and the rest were illusions, then only one sword should have made contact. Why would there be nine consecutive sword cries? Since there were nine sword cries, then none of the swords were illusions. This all happened in the blink of an eye. Tanaka Bi had already sensed something was wrong. With each strike, his opponent had sliced off a section of his sword. After nine strikes, the three-foot-long sword was reduced to just the hilt. The masked man suddenly stopped, halting his sword strike, and coldly said, "Tanaka Bi, shouldn't you admit defeat?"

Tanaka Bi was a proud and arrogant man. Since entering the martial world, he had never been humiliated like this. He was filled with anger and frustration, and shouted, "Attack!" With a flick of his wrist, he used the hilt as a hidden weapon, throwing it at the masked man's face. The hilt flew out, his five fingers hooked, and a "Poisonous Dragon Claw" strike came down towards his opponent's chest with lightning speed! Just moments before, the two had clashed swords at a distance of no more than three feet. Tanaka Bi's sudden attack, coming at such close range, naturally caught his opponent off guard. The sword hilt flew from his hand with lightning speed, reaching the masked man instantly. His steel-claw-like fingers had already touched the masked man's chest.

The masked man seemed to have anticipated this move, waiting until the flying hilt was almost upon him before leaning back slightly, raising his short sword, and with a clang, cleaving the hilt in two. It was truly lightning fast. Tanaka Bi's outstretched fingers also touched the masked man's clothes at that moment, and as he was about to grab, he suddenly felt a tightness in his wrist; the masked man had him firmly gripped. Startled, he tried to struggle free, but the masked man was faster. With a flick of his left hand, as if using a "pushing the boat with the current" technique, he gently pushed forward. Tanaka Bi had no chance to struggle; he was sent flying more than ten feet away, crashing onto the bow deck with a thud, almost tumbling into the middle of the river.

Tian Zhongbi's martial arts skills were ultimately not weak. As he fell, he used his limbs to pull himself up with a "Golden Cicada Playing with Waves" move, leaping into the air. Standing firm, his eyes flashed with a fierce light as he glared at the masked man and shouted, "Give me a name, and I'll leave immediately!"

The masked man had already sheathed his short sword and laughed, "I don't need to give you a name. The outcome is decided. You and your men can leave; we'll meet again sooner or later." With that, he moved even faster than Tian Zhongbi, leaping towards a speedboat moored on the river.

From the moment the masked man appeared to the moment he landed on the boat, it took no more than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, leaving the Hundred Flowers Gang members dumbfounded. Only then, seeing him about to leave, did Yu Rui hurriedly call out, "Please wait, sir!" The masked man had already jumped onto the speedboat, seemingly ignoring Yu Rui's cry, and continued rowing swiftly towards the stern. This speedboat, originally not his, was one of the four speedboats belonging to Tian Zhongbi and his group.

At this moment, Tian Zhongbi had already released the pressure points of Hou Tieshou, Tian Gouxing, and the two sallow-faced men, and with a low shout, "Go!" he led his men, leaping onto the speedboat. They had come with four speedboats, but now the masked men had taken one, leaving them to split into three and sail away on the waves. While the two sides were fiercely fighting, Jiang Laoda had already ordered his sailors to rescue the two men in purple tight-fitting clothes who had fallen into the water and apply medicine to their knife wounds.

Yu Rui watched the speedboat carrying the masked man circle from bow to stern, then suddenly accelerate, shooting off like an arrow. She wondered to herself, "This man suddenly appeared at the bow to save us, and then boarded Tian Zhongbi's speedboat. Where did he come from?"

Lu Jiannan, seeing Yu Rui staring blankly at the stern, couldn't help but ask, "Has Young Master Hua figured out who this man is?"

Yu Rui shook her head slightly, saying, "This man's martial arts are superb, and his movements are incredibly fast. I can't see clearly, nor can I figure out his lineage..."

Liao Hua interjected, "Could this man be Master Zhu?"

Yu Rui exclaimed, "Let's go take a look!"

The two-masted sailboat hoisted its sails again, carrying the gentle breeze, cutting through the waves on the river. The cabin door opened, and Ling Junyi, dressed in a sky-blue robe, sat leaning against a low table. The curtain at the door was lifted by a delicate, fair hand. Yu Rui, Ping Hua, and Liao Hua entered one after the other. They had changed back into women's clothing, their delicate steps making them appear particularly graceful as the three entered the cabin. Yu Rui looked at Ling Junyi and whispered, "Young Master, is that you?" Ling

Junyi smiled slightly, "What do you think?"

Yu Rui nodded firmly, "It must be you, Young Master."

Ling Junyi smiled and asked, "Why?"

Yu Rui said, "Our large ship is anchored in the middle of the river. That person didn't come by boat; before leaving, he boarded a Black Dragon Society speedboat. On such a vast river, why would he insist on staying so close to our ship, circling from bow to stern, and then speeding away? I clearly saw that the speedboat slowed down after traveling about ten zhang (approximately 33 meters), and the boat was already empty; the masked man had vanished. Besides him diving away, only..." One possibility is that as he sailed from bow to stern alongside his large ship, he suddenly used his fastest movement to return to the ship. With a powerful stomp of his feet, the speedboat shot forward like an arrow, rushing ten zhang away. "On this ship, besides you, the fake Master Zhu, there's no one else suspicious. If the masked man isn't you, young master, then who could it be?"

Liaohua and Pinghua, who hadn't initially believed it was Ling Junyi, exclaimed in unison after Yu Rui's analysis, "Ah, it must be young master!"

Ling Junyi chuckled, "I couldn't fool you, you clever little devil."

Yu Rui nestled in Ling Junyi's lap, tilting her head back and saying, "Young master, thank you." She then gave him a sweet kiss.

Ling Junyi accepted it calmly, then said, "Think about it, how could I stand by and watch my wife be bullied without doing anything?"

Yu Rui, Liao Hua, and Ping Hua, the three women, seemed not to believe their ears and exclaimed in unison, "Young Master, what did you say?"

Ling Junyi repeated himself, and tears welled up in the eyes of the three women. Ling Junyi asked, puzzled, "Why are you crying?"
Yu Rui raised her tear-streaked face, like a pear blossom in the rain, and looked at Ling Junyi, saying, "Young Master, we really don't deserve this. We are just maids; we are content as long as we can serve you. We have never thought of anything else."

Ling Junyi embraced the woman in his arms and said, "Yu Rui, remember, I will never look down on you. When the martial world is at peace, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Are you willing?"

"Yes!" The three women were moved to tears and offered him passionate kisses, which Ling Junyi naturally accepted without hesitation.

The four lingered for a while, until it was time for Chinese conversation. Pinghua and Liaohua brought out food and wine, and the four ate together. After the meal, Pinghua and Liaohua cleared away the cups and chopsticks and brewed a pot of tea. The four chatted idly together, and naturally, they slept together that night. Ling Junyi embraced one of them on each side, enjoying himself immensely, but details are omitted here. The next two days passed peacefully, and they encountered no more members of the Black Dragon Society.

This was after dinner on the second day, when it was completely dark, and the ship seemed to have entered a harbor. Normally, once it gets dark, a ship should find a sheltered place to spend the night, which is correct. However, tonight it was completely dark, yet they continued to sail, and this harbor seemed to have many forks, with the ship constantly turning left and right, as could be seen from its frequent tilting. The ship's equipment was excellent, except for the lack of lights. At this moment, the entire ship was pitch black, without a single light, and the sailors and helmsmen were simply navigating in the dark. The ship sailed for a full half hour until the first watch of the night, when its speed gradually slowed down. Then, the sounds of sailors lowering anchor and waves crashing against the shore could be heard, indicating that they had reached the shore.

Liaohua carried a black leather lantern, its sides completely dark, allowing only a faint light to shine through from below, illuminating the ground and providing enough light for a person to walk a few steps ahead without tripping. Seeing Ling Junyi emerge from the doorway, she immediately bowed and said, "The night is very dark, Master Zhu, please follow me." She then led the way, bowing low as Ling Junyi naturally reverted to Zhu Wenhua's attire.

Ling Junyi said, "This lantern you're carrying is too dim, Miss."

Liaohua chuckled, "A lantern is for lighting the way; as long as I can see, that's enough."

Ling Junyi had excellent night vision; even without a lantern, he could see clearly. The boat was moored on a secluded riverbank. Not far from the shore were a grove of trees and dark, hazy mountains. Pinghua stood on the bank, also carrying a black leather lantern, seemingly welcoming him. Several feet away from the bank... Scattered among them were several dark figures, none other than the镖头 (bodyguard) Lu Jiannan and his four men, swords in hand, on high alert. Ling Junyi pretended not to see them and followed Liaohua toward the plank. Liaohua stepped aside to let him pass, saying, "May you have a safe journey, Master Zhu."

Ling Junyi slowly stepped onto the plank, Pinghua in front and Pinghua behind, carrying lanterns to light the way, as they walked up the rugged, reed-covered slope. After walking about an arrow's length, a black covered carriage was parked in the darkness. Pinghua stopped, raised her lantern, and turned around, saying, "Master Zhu, please get in the carriage." A driver dressed in black tight-fitting clothes sat in front of the carriage, already lifting the curtain with one hand.

Ling Junyi climbed into the carriage and saw Yurui already sitting inside. Then Pinghua and Liaohua each blew out their lanterns and followed, boarding the carriage and taking their seats on either side. The driver lowered the curtain, immediately jumped onto his seat, cracked the whip, and drove forward. The carriage was pitch black, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. Ling Junyi could occasionally smell the delicate fragrance emanating from the three young women, which stirred his thoughts. He couldn't help but quietly pull the three women into his arms. The three women were naturally happy to oblige, but they couldn't make a sound and arouse suspicion.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves came from behind the carriage. It turned out that Lu Jiannan and his men were escorting it; they were naturally the "flower protectors" of the Hundred Flowers Gang. After a long meal, the bumpy carriage suddenly stabilized, making a light rustling sound, indicating that it had reached a smooth road. After traveling for about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the carriage suddenly stopped. Then, the sound of someone opening a gate about four or five zhang away was heard, and the carriage began to move forward again. This time, it stopped again after a short while. The driver said, "Young Master Hua, we've arrived." Yu Rui was clearly dressed as a woman, yet she called him "Young Master Hua." Since they were from the Hundred Flowers Gang and their surname was Hua, it was indeed the most appropriate thing to do.

The driver had already lifted the carriage curtain, and Pinghua and Liaohua were the first to alight. Yu Rui said to Ling Junyi, "Master Zhu, please alight."

Ling Junyi stepped down from the carriage and saw two young girls in green, each holding a delicate gauze lantern with floral designs, standing on either side. A quick glance revealed that they were in a large mansion. A tall building stood in front, and the carriage was parked in the large courtyard, surrounded by winding corridors and a deep, secluded atmosphere. Yu Rui followed him down from the carriage and gestured, "Master Zhu, please." Without waiting for further instructions, the two young girls in green immediately led the way with their lanterns.

Ling Junyi didn't stand on ceremony and followed the two maids forward. Passing through a side gate, they entered another courtyard, a row of three rooms with lush flowers and trees in front, very quiet and secluded. The two maids in green led him to the left wing, opened the door, and stopped. Yu Rui said, "Please come in, Master Zhu."

Ling Junyi stepped into the room and saw that the windows were bright and the room was clean and elegantly furnished. On the left, against the wall, there was a carved wooden bed with brand new bedding. Yu Rui followed him into the room, smiling, "This is the bedroom prepared for Master Zhu. There is a study to the right. I wonder if Master Zhu is comfortable here?"

Ling Junyi stroked his beard and smiled, "Very well. Since I'm here, I'll make the best of it. I can adapt to any situation."

Yu Rui smiled slightly, "Master Zhu is a distinguished guest of our sect. If Master Zhu is satisfied, then I, as the host, can rest assured."

As she spoke, a maid in green brought over water for washing her face, curtsied gracefully, and said, "Master Zhu, please wash your face."

Yu Rui pointed to the maid in green and said, "Her name is Xin Yi. She is here to serve Master Zhu. If Master Zhu needs anything, just tell her."

Ling Junyi glanced at the maid named Xin Yi. She appeared to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, with delicate features and a refined appearance. Her face was lightly powdered, giving her a rosy complexion, which looked somewhat unnatural. Upon hearing Yu Rui's words, Xin Yi immediately bowed and said, "This humble servant greets Master Zhu.

Master Zhu, please feel free to instruct me if you need anything." Yu Rui said, "Master Zhu must be tired from your journey; you should rest. This humble servant will take her leave."

Ling Junyi smiled and said, "Miss, you must be tired from your journey; you should rest early as well. Please make yourself at home." Yu Rui winked at him, turned around, and gracefully walked out of the room. Ling Junyi walked to the window, washed his face, and before he could sit down, Xin Yi had already brought him a plate of fragrant tea. Ling Junyi took the teacup, took a small sip, placed it on the table, and said, "This old man is going to sleep. You don't need to serve me here anymore, young lady."

Xin Yi blinked her pretty eyes, a hint of shyness in her expression, and said, "This humble servant was sent to serve Master Zhu, so naturally I must help Master Zhu undress. Only after Master Zhu has fallen asleep can I leave."

Ling Junyi was taken aback and quickly shook his head, saying, "That's not necessary. This old man can undress himself; I don't need anyone to serve me."

Li Yi smiled brightly, revealing a row of pearly white teeth, and said, "Master Zhu is quite old..." "What's the big deal about having a maid serve you? Besides, if I don't serve you well and the head steward finds out, I'm afraid I'll be punished."

Ling Junyi said, "No, no, I'm not used to having others undress me. You just go to sleep."

Xin Yi could only bow and say, "In that case, I'll take my leave."

Ling Junyi suddenly said, "Miss, please wait."

Xin Yi said, "What are your orders, Master Zhu?"

Ling Junyi asked, "Who is your head steward?"

Xin Yi said, "The head steward is called Yulan. Does Master Zhu have something to say?" The people of the Hundred Flowers Gang are indeed all named after flowers.

Ling Junyi said, "I was just asking casually. You can go now." Xin Yi left the bedroom and closed the door behind her. Ling Junyi gazed at her retreating figure, secretly thinking, "This woman is indeed wearing a mask."

Because he possessed the family heirloom "Dragon Poison-Repelling Pearl" and the Wen family's "Mind-Clearing Pill" given to him by Miss Wen, he was neither afraid of potent poisons nor sleeping pills. Moreover, with the help of Yu Rui, Liao Hua, and Ping Hua, although he was in the lion's den, he had no fear of being ambushed. Besides, seeing how much effort they had put into getting him out of Juechen Manor, they naturally needed his help. Now, seeing that night was deep, and knowing he had many things to do the next day, he undressed, went to bed, and fell asleep peacefully.

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