Romantic Young Master [Complete] - 9

Chapter 18 ◆ Boundless Romance (Part 2)

is a battle of sheer numbers.

Not only were all the girls in my class there, but also twelve pretty girls aged nine to twelve from other classes.

I don't know who leaked the news, but my romantic escapades had reached the ears of the girls in other classes, resulting in this scene: whether it was Xuexi, Dongting, Feiya, or the eleven other girls I'd already been with, or those I hadn't had time with that day, plus the newly joined forces, they were all completely naked, presenting themselves before me in this familiar place—the ballet practice room. The soft mats used for sports had been brought in again, but without the flower petals; however, the room was filled with a strong scent of expensive perfume, I don't know whose idea it was.

Whether it was because of the large number of girls, or their youthful ignorance and naivety, the girls, completely naked, showed no shame, and even gathered around, utterly astonished by my three-day-old treasure, whispering amongst themselves.

Faced with so many girls, I remained unfazed, my confidence growing even stronger as I went straight to the point.

My desire surged, and though I only wanted to release quickly, I still remembered to be gentle with them. As my "treasure's" diameter shrank to its minimum due to the circulation of my inner energy, I launched into a massive, earth-shattering battle amidst gasps of surprise.

Though outnumbered, I was like the invincible Zhao Zilong of Changshan, charging in and out of Changban Slope seven times. I lost count of how many times I had fought my way in and out; I only knew that one after another, I stabbed them, two after two, until no one could withstand my spear.

Finally, when the afternoon bell rang, no one dared challenge me anymore. Looking around, I saw no one standing except me. My battle-hardened weapon could only be described as resilient, indestructible, and unstoppable—a hero, a marvel!

When I stepped into the boys' classroom, the English teacher asked me where all the girls had gone.

I chuckled, "Who knows! They probably forgot while shopping!" But in my heart, I was thinking of those budding flowers, not yet in full bloom, yet still vying for attention with their vibrant fragrance, filling the room with spring. It's a pity the rain and dew were too little, failing to reach everyone.

"Hmph! This is outrageous! I will definitely deal with them seriously..." Ms. Yang Kexin said angrily.

I knew things were going badly. Ms. Yang's "serious handling" meant notifying the students' parents, which would be very detrimental to Xuexi and the others... No! I had to help them, because I was the one who started it all, and as a man, I should be responsible for my actions... No! That doesn't seem right here; a man should protect his woman. Fine! Ms. Yang, don't blame me for getting involved with you; you're the one who messed with my woman.

As Ms. Yang angrily turned back to write English words on the blackboard, I rushed towards her.

After a fierce battle at noon, the heat in my meridians and acupoints had dissipated, replaced by a chill. This was probably normal, so I didn't pay much attention. But when the cold energy emanated, I immediately sensed something was wrong and quickly moved away to dispel it. Just as it approached Ms. Yang's body, it vanished without a trace, but the gust of wind still caused her clothes to flutter slightly, and she shivered.

I quickly lowered my head, pretending to write something. But based on the true energy I had placed around her, I immediately knew that Ms. Yang had turned around and was curiously scanning all the boys in the class, as well as the doors and windows. She must be wondering why there was a cold wind in this hot weather.

But actually, I was even more puzzled than Ms. Yang. Why was my usual exertion of energy more powerful than usual? Was it just because I had just eaten those green apples that my power had increased so much? I hadn't absorbed anything from them! I simply played around with them at will, practicing the first three lines and 21 forms of "Male Superiority Yang Gong" (a type of erotic exercise). To combat the heat throughout my body, I used the fifteen methods of true qi circulation I knew from the "Detailed Explanation of Meridian Circulation"—some individually, some in combination, some all at once—and even reversed them, freely creating and modifying them, letting my qi move at will, my strength guided by my thoughts, constantly tossing and innovating…

Is this what that madman Gao meant by "natural is best"? And just now… hmm! I truly did act naturally, hehe! It seems my luck is indeed quite good; this works too! Becoming a grandmaster isn't far off!

Let me think again, is there anything I can modify… but… but… oh no! I've completely forgotten how I circulated my qi; I was only focused on savoring and lingering over the different flavors of each little sister, leaving me in a complete mess.

I'm really…

hmm… no! Perhaps deliberately memorizing the methods would be restrictive. Does that mean I can practice freely from now on, without having to rigidly follow the rules?

"Ruilong! What are you daydreaming about? Did you hear me?" Teacher Yang was suddenly standing in front of me, snatching my doodles. She looked at them and immediately became even angrier, snorting before turning and walking away.

I've been too diligent; this kind of thing has happened again and again. I need to be more careful in the future, or I might run into big trouble someday. But then again, it shows I'm extremely interested in and dedicated to practicing my skills. On the other hand, maybe that's a good thing; it allows me to make rapid progress with less effort.

I don't know what I just scribbled, but in the instant the teacher snatched it away, I saw my work clearly: Teacher Yang's exaggerated, naked curves! Ha! No wonder she was angry; she just couldn't show it off. I'm sure she'll find a chance to vent her anger. It seems her already bad impression of me is completely ruined. Fine! Don't blame me for being presumptuous. Just as

I was about to launch another sneak attack, whoosh! The girls, all dressed neatly, appeared at the door.

Then came the expected teacher's anger, who scolded all the girls before letting them return to their seats.

The girls' playful, adorable sticking-out tongues at me before returning to their seats filled me with a sense of satisfaction (though I was also a little worried that their unusually affectionate behavior might arouse suspicion among the boys, since their repeated disappearances together must have some hidden reason). But this didn't stop me from seeking revenge on Teacher Yang. With my

remaining energy subtly and almost imperceptibly dispelling the chill, I applied a "sexual arousal" technique to Teacher Yang's sensitive areas.

In just a moment, Teacher Yang's posture and expression became extremely unnatural; she began to writhe and move more and more violently, her pretty face flushing red, her breathing becoming rapid and heavy.

I was secretly delighted; I hadn't expected her to be dressed so fashionably underneath, her figure and skin so beautiful, her rosy nipples already erect with passion, and her tightly closed vulva even tighter, as if controlling the flow of a clear spring to prevent it from overflowing uncontrollably.

Finally, even the boys noticed. Little Fatty asked with concern, "Teacher Yang! Are you sick?"

Teacher Yang's face turned even redder, and she gasped, "Um...yes! I don't know why...I...I think...ah...um...I...can't...take it...ah..." Her legs clamped even tighter.

I rushed forward, wanting to help Teacher Yang down to "take care" of her, but Principal Hua Daibing appeared at the door.

"Teacher Yang! What's wrong? Are you sick? Your face is so red!" the principal asked with concern.

I quickly stopped my "aphrodisiac" to allow Teacher Yang to speak normally. Teacher Yang indeed felt much better, regaining some composure, and said, "It's nothing! It's probably the food I ate at lunch...I'll be fine after a rest. Oh! By the way! Principal, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Oh! It's like this, we originally planned to film a short advertisement promoting our school next week, but due to some reasons, it was moved up. Now the director has come to our school, and he needs to select one hundred boys around ten years old, so I'm here. Now I want to ask what you think, are you interested?" Principal Hua's last sentence was addressed to all the boys in the class.

Little Fatty led the cheers, "Great! When does it start?"

The boys were also excited and eager to get started, standing up impatiently. The girls, however, cried out that it was unfair and accused the girls of gender discrimination.

Principal Hua smiled and reassured them, "You'll all have a part too! We'll only be filming the boys' scenes today. If all goes well, we'll film the girls' scenes tomorrow, and then the boys and girls will film together the day after tomorrow when the indoor set is ready..."

The girls quieted down.

In the end, Principal Hua very respectfully consulted Teacher Yang's opinion, and Teacher Yang naturally agreed, saying that anything beneficial to the school should be supported. Then the boys cheered and rushed out of the classroom, but I didn't move. Principal Hua had already gone to persuade another class.

"Ruilong! Why aren't you going?" Teacher Yang asked suspiciously.

I smiled and said, "I have to take care of you, Teacher! How can I leave?" As I spoke, I immediately activated the "aphrodisiac" technique, doubling my "catalysis" on her.

"Hmph! You're so kind!? Ah... Ee-ya! Ah... um... I... what's wrong with me again..." Teacher Yang, who had already shaken off my hand for support, seemed unsteady and pressed against the podium, her legs tightly clamped together, twisting incessantly, her other hand wandering aimlessly, not knowing where to put it, nor where she was unbearably itchy.

Taking advantage of the situation, I stepped forward to support Ms. Yang, actually intensifying my "torture" of her dignity and composure, while secretly gesturing for the girls to close the door.

The girls finally understood my intention, cooperating while also feeling extremely nervous and curious, eager to witness a different side of themselves, especially their teacher. They wanted to see a different side of her beneath her usual serious and dignified demeanor, and perhaps even learn something from an adult.

The classroom was spacious, especially after the boys left. However, choosing the battlefield required careful consideration.

Ms. Yang, still unaware of what was happening, was only clinging to a sliver of reason, desperately trying to endure the increasingly intense stimulation and teasing to maintain her dignity in front of her students. Escape was now impossible; a strong, pervasive lust was rising within her, rapidly eroding her last shred of willpower.

I didn't let the girls crowd around, because teachers, students, and even the principal could pass by in the corridor outside the window at any moment. So, I had them remain quiet in their seats, watching the performance by the teacher and me on stage. Hehe! Actually, it wasn't that exaggerated. I helped the teacher, who was on the verge of collapse, to the other side of the podium. Because of the podium's partial obstruction, I began to act boldly.

Through her thin skirt, my magic hands, carrying an even stronger sense of stimulation and power, gently caressed her sexy, pert buttocks. The delicate, soft touch stimulated her, and the strange pleasure also aroused every girl present.

"Ah..." A soft moan couldn't express the boundless desire of Teacher Yang at this moment. Her face full of charm, she turned her head repeatedly, twisting her hips frequently, eagerly welcoming my desecration and play.

Time was running out, and good times are fleeting. So, without further pointless teasing, I went straight to the point, lifting her skirt and pulling down her pants, revealing the boundless spring scenery that "the view of all mountains is clear, and the paradise is even more enchanting" (I like to randomly create words and phrases, please don't laugh or find it strange! ^_^) could not replace the visual experience. Of course, I was also open to it, so I drew my sword and immediately took action.

Just as I was about to forge ahead, exploring and discovering hidden gems, I was blocked by her Five Finger Mountain! No! That's not right! I should say I'm trapped. I immediately split my forces into two groups: one continued towards Alishan and Rimingtan, while the other traversed mountains and peaks to find Shuangfeng Mountain.

Hmm! Oh no! My True Qi Detection Technique detected that Principal Hua was coming from the corridor, followed by a large group of boys from Class E.

I quickly pressed Ms. Yang Kexin, whose expression could no longer be concealed, down to a squatting position under the podium. I stood behind the podium, trying my best to hide what I shouldn't be seen from outside the window. Facing the girls, I said, "Darlings! Don't panic! The principal is coming. Calm down, keep a natural expression, don't look out the window, listen to me: Classmates! Ms. Yang is sick, so you'll all study on your own for this period... Waaah..." My precious sword was being sheathed by Ms. Yang.

"Ruilong! Why didn't you go to the playground? Where's Ms. Yang?" Principal Hua asked from outside the window.

"Oh! Principal! I don't like joining in on that kind of fun, and my family doesn't allow me to be on TV. Ms. Yang just left, probably to see a doctor, so can we study on our own this class?" I said calmly, though I was actually having a blast down there. Ms. Yang's skills weren't great, but at least her sword sheath was good, and she was serious, enthusiastic, and dedicated, though she was a bit restless with her moans. Worried that the noise would disturb the principal, I used my clear voice to drown out hers: "Principal! Would you like to teach Ms. Yang's class?"

"Sure!" the principal said, stepping forward to push open the door.

I was startled, inwardly cursing myself for being nosy.

"Oh! No! I just remembered, I have other things to take care of. You can study on your own this class!" With that, she left.

The girls and I breathed a sigh of relief, but Ms. Yang remained unmoved, still engrossed in practicing her skills.

As I swelled with secret pleasure, I kept thrusting my sword, while the boys from Class E swarmed past. Most of them recognized me, greeting me as they said, "Boss! What are you doing? Aren't you going to watch a movie?" "Boss! Where's your teacher?" "Boss! Let's go play!" "Boss, what are you doing?" "Hello, Boss!" "Boss..." "..."

I waved my hand, saying, "I'm busy! I'm very busy..." I then thrust my hips forward forcefully, adding, "You guys go ahead! Have fun, good luck!"

"Thanks, Boss!" "Boss! If you're not going, I'm not going either..." "Boss! I'll come in and play with you, how about it?" "Boss..." "

Get lost!" I pretended to pick up a book to throw at them, scaring them into disappearing without a trace.

"Hehe! That felt so good..." I kept thrusting, almost ruining my chances.

A sword's edge is honed through tempering, fearless of dragon's dens and tiger's lair.

Its power is awe-inspiring, earth-shattering, the busiest among a hundred flowers. (Please excuse my poor skills! Hehe!)

The sword, meticulously forged by Teacher Yang, indeed shone brightly and intimidated all the girls the moment it was drawn. I found the safest and best spot in the room to showcase our skills—behind the door. From this angle, all the girls could enjoy the spectacle while completely blocking the view of anyone passing by outside the classroom.

Teacher Yang, her hand on the door, her beautiful buttocks high and wide, continued to hammer and refine my sword.

She was truly a perfect furnace; the sword's energy naturally rose, condensed, passed through five gates, traversed six paths (reincarnation), completed twelve cycles, and merged with the sixty-four yin and yang.

Water overcomes fire, gradually creating chaos, overflowing the dam, a state of near-death and near-ecstasy.

With a divine weapon, proper methods, and diligent practice, it was a spectacular display.

The girls, their faces flushed, found our battle even more exhilarating than their own experiences at noon. They couldn't help but secretly explore, digging their own jade streams, and as the channel was formed, the water flowed, and all things rejoiced.

Yang Kexin, perhaps accustomed to her teacher role, frequently spoke out, unaware that her unclear speech was misleading and corrupting her students.

I, of course, couldn't stand it and stepped in to stop her irresponsible behavior, resolutely stuffing her underwear into her mouth to prevent future trouble. But the world remained restless. Helpless, I only hoped for a quick end to my ecstasy.

But Teacher Yang's figure was too beautiful, her curves even more stunning, her movements wild and passionate, captivating me, making me linger, tireless, going deep and shallow, fast and deep…

Hmm? Why are the boys from Class C back so soon? Looking at their dejected appearance, clearly eliminated, they listlessly complained as they came up the stairs.

Meanwhile, the teachers of each class were still diligently instructing their respective girls.

I knew time was running out, so I quickly seized the moment, repeating the movements hundreds of times while continuously "stimulating desire."

After three ejaculations, Ms. Yang, exhausted both physically and mentally, only managed to stay upright by my full control of her swaying, sinking breasts. She was both happy and exhausted as I relentlessly ravaged her. Meanwhile, boys from other classes walked in twos and threes to the window, making Ruiting and the others extremely worried and nervous.

But I grew stronger with each thrust, refusing to ejaculate, which led to my first truly painful experience. It seems that being able to hold one's erection isn't all good.

As I stubbornly made my last effort, several boys from Class A, including Little Fatty, came up the stairs dejectedly. I quickly pulled out my "gun" (pants), dismounted, and put away my stirrups (because I wasn't tall enough, I used the old method: placing the teacher's books under my feet). I quickly straightened Teacher Yang's clothes and skirt, and like I did with Mami from the Bluebird incident this morning, I quickly stuffed her panties into her vagina after wiping away the filth and vaginal fluid between her legs. Then, I helped Teacher Yang, who was now limp after putting down her skirt, to the teacher's chair and made her lie on the platform. I told her to pretend to be asleep. Only then did I go to clean up the books on the floor.

"Little Fatty and the others are back! Sit down!" I reminded them, then unlocked the door and quickly returned to my seat.

"Boss! We're so unlucky!" Little Fatty shouted as he pushed the door open, then exclaimed, "Why is Teacher Yang asleep?"

I smiled and said, "Maybe she's too tired?"

Only seven boys returned; the others were selected.

Then, Little Fatty and his friends described how that bunch of oddly shaped, hairy-monkey-like directors selected people. Their voices grew louder and louder, but they didn't wake Ms. Yang. I checked her breathing and realized she had actually fallen asleep sometime earlier. It wasn't

until a minute later, when the bell rang, that Ms. Yang was shaken awake by the girls.

I don't know what words to use to describe Ms. Yang's expression after waking up, the look in her eyes, the languid exhaustion after extreme satisfaction, and the deliberately suppressed allure—truly a hundred kinds of delicate beauty, a thousand kinds of charm.

The way she walked away was both pitiful and heartbreaking.

"Ruilong! What are you thinking about?" Ms. Huang Chunyu's voice sounded behind me.

It's rare for anyone to disturb me when I'm daydreaming or lost in thought. This time, I didn't recognize her by her voice; I knew she was there as soon as she entered the aura I had created. She was clearly curious about a child my age daydreaming. Humph! How dare she come here! Doesn't she know my precious child is still feeling unwell because of his heat? How dare she bother me! Fine! I'll take my anger out on you again, and without paying the price for that bet.

Without looking back, I began to ravish her.

As a result, in her office, I fucked her like Yang Kexin, making her both happy and exhausted for less than thirty minutes before she finally begged for mercy. Only then did I ejaculate in her mouth, feeling utterly satisfied.

As I left her office, she said coquettishly and sweetly, "Xiaolong! I'm sure I'll lose that bet! Looks like I'll have to give you a request..."

I laughed and replied, "Really? You're giving up so quickly? Hehe..."

"I'm not willing to accept it either! But somehow I couldn't control myself today, and I took the initiative with you... and I was completely... conquered by you... Now I only want to be your woman... Tell me! What do you want me to do?"

"Haha! The bet is still a long way off! How can you give up so quickly?"

"I believe that any woman in the world, whether she voluntarily or forced to have a relationship with you, will eventually fall in love with you involuntarily... so no one will hate you..."

"Hehe! Really? So you've fallen in love with me?" I was extremely pleased with myself, happier than if I had slept with ten women.

"Yes! I! Love! You!" she said, emphasizing each word, showing her determination, and then said, "Tell me! Do you want me to get a divorce?" She really remembered my joke.

Although I liked her unique bikini, I wasn't the kind of despicable person who would maliciously destroy someone else's happiness. I said seriously, "I won't ask that of you. Whether you divorce or not is your own business, your decision! I only ask that you never associate with people like Chen Moulong again!"

"Okay! I promise you!"

Lately, being late and skipping classes seems to have become a habit!

Though I have a thousand excuses, none of them can justify my downfall.

I've fallen, but I feel no remorse. Instead, like an addict, I'm becoming more and more addicted and enjoying it.

This was Ms. Xue's music class.

She didn't scold me for being late; her affection for me was evident in her eyes. If I hadn't cleared my throat, I don't know how the class would have proceeded.

The expressions and gazes of the boys and girls towards me fell into two categories: (The girls) "Where have you been off having fun again!" (The boys) "The eldest brother has been acting mysteriously lately, I don't know what he's been up to."

After class, Ms. Xue and I went to a secluded spot. Before I could even speak, she unzipped my pants, took out my half-erect penis, and put it in her mouth, sucking on it incessantly.

Before class, I let Teacher Xue's little flower hole have its fun.

The last class was Teacher Hu's Japanese class.

Under the advocacy of President Lee Teng-hui, the Japanese craze in Taiwan is no less than that of English. Not only that, Japanese culture is constantly impacting and permeating all aspects of Taiwan.

Although I hate Lee Teng-hui, I don't hate Japanese, because I will use it to woo Japanese beauties in the future, so I study it very seriously.

On the way home, Yu Shan and Yu Lei looked at me differently. They both gave themselves to me at noon today and witnessed the earth-shattering scene between me and Teacher Yang Kexin, so their expressions were very ambiguous.

Yu Shan was the first mixed-race girl I ever slept with. Her light blue eyes were very beautiful, and her skin was very fair, very different from the white of yellow Chinese. If there hadn't been other people in the car, I would have definitely slept with both of them again.

"Young master! Did you invite these three ladies?" Uncle Shen asked.

It turned out that Lin Qidi, Miss Yang Tong, and my master Sang Yue had all come. I laughed, "Yes! This is my martial arts coach! This is my qigong coach! And this is my qigong sparring partner..."

Then, under the watchful eyes of my family, I led the three of them upstairs. Lin Qidi and Master Sang Yue each arranged a room for them, while Yang Tong, the "part-time worker," wasn't assigned a room.

I showed them around and introduced them to everyone.

During dinner, I could see that my uncles were eyeing Yang Tong and Sang Yue with obvious interest, while Lin Qidi adorably just devoured her food.

Xi Rongrong stood in the corner, occasionally glancing at us. I wondered how she was doing today? Had she been bullied?

My godmother, Zhen Ni, took an afternoon flight back to Hong Kong. Jin Qingniao, Yu Qingniao, and Yue Qingniao were called back to the company by their agents at noon. What

secretly pleased me most was that the women I had a relationship with, whether intentionally or unintentionally, gave me very interesting and ambiguous looks, and the occasional flirtatious glances they sent were quite pleasing to me.

After dinner, Master Yang Tong said she wanted to talk to me alone, so we went to my bedroom.

"What is it, Sister Tong?" I guessed she must be facing a problem and needed my help, probably related to money.

"Um… Xiaolong… I… I don't know how to say it… I…" Sister Tong looked troubled.

I casually guessed, "Is someone in your family sick? Do you need money?"

Sister Tong's eyes widened in surprise, and she murmured, "How did you know?"

"I guessed! I figured it out at lunch. It's probably Mr. Yang who's sick, right?"

"Yes! My father has heart disease and needs major surgery. He needs to be sent to America…"

"How much money do you need?"

"About 650,000 NTD..."

"Alright! I have the money here, take it and use it!" I took out my checkbook from my pocket, readily signed a check for 700,000 NTD in front of Sister Tong, and handed it to her, saying, "Take it back quickly, so that Father Yang can go to the United States for surgery as soon as possible. I wish him a speedy recovery!"

"Xiao Long! Thank you so much, I really don't know how to thank you..." Sister Tong was so happy she was almost crying.

"You're welcome! Aren't you my god-sister? Then we're family, what's there to be fussy about when we're family? Right?"

"Alright! Then deduct it from my salary, okay? Xiao Long!"

"Sister Tong—you're being too polite. What's this little bit of money? It's nothing if I give it to you. What you should be concerned about now is how to get your father to the United States for surgery as soon as possible! Okay! Is there anything else, Sister Tong?"

Sister Tong hesitated again.

"Sister Tong! What's wrong now? Just say it! Don't beat around the bush, or I'm going to go play!"

"Alright then! I want to ask you, is this recruitment of Qigong teachers really just to further your Qigong skills?"

"Of course! Otherwise, why would I do something like this out of boredom?"

"But why are you recruiting so many Qigong teachers? And they're all very beautiful young ladies..."

"This... of course there's a purpose..." How could I tell you

? "Can you tell me? I want to know!"

"This..." Can I tell you? Can I leave it to you...? This... seems... alright! Let fate decide! I'll tell you, let's see how you handle it. I said seriously, "Alright! Because I'm lustful!"

"Lustful?" Sister Tong looked puzzled, but also very beautiful.

"Yeah!" I simply unzipped my pants, pulled out my rather large "treasure," and displayed it to Sister Tong, laughing, "Because it's mischievous and precocious! So it's done things inappropriate for its age, and recently it's learned a crooked skill—its power increases greatly when inserted into a woman. That's why I had the idea of finding some beautiful women with qigong skills to let it have its fill..." I put my "treasure" back into my pants, glanced at the dumbfounded Sister Tong, and continued, "Now you know, you can go back!" Saying this, I turned to open the door and leave, but in that instant, a thought suddenly occurred to me, or rather, an action. I used my qi to extend my hand in a feint, and a piece of paper on the table was instantly sucked into my hand.

It was just a random attempt on a whim, but unexpectedly, it succeeded immediately. This immediately shocked me; I hadn't expected to have entered the initial stage of "object manipulation." This was so exciting and joyful that I no longer cared about Sister Tong, who was still in disbelief. I went straight out to the practice room to try it out again and further improve it. I had always been incredibly envious of the martial arts masters and experts in movies and TV shows who could manipulate objects from a distance, and this was one of my motivations for practicing Qigong. I always wanted to be that cool.

As I grew older, I realized how naive I had been, but now, at this moment, I knew that nothing was impossible. Just

as I was about to use my Qigong to try and swing my palm at the sandbag three meters away, Sister Tong came in and said, "Little Dragon! How did you do that just now?"

I chuckled to myself. Who hired whom, who taught whom? But I still said, "I don't know either. That was the first time I'd ever done it, and I didn't expect it to work. Okay! I'll try again now!" I said, getting into a fighting stance. Actually, the signs of this had already appeared when I used my Qigong to tease Teacher Yang Kexin from a distance that afternoon.

I swung my fists several times, but the sandbag remained unmoved, and even the paper I had deliberately placed on the ground didn't budge. Heh! Actually, I hadn't used any internal energy at all. The move I showed earlier had already piqued her curiosity, so I didn't need to intimidate her further, much less cause a public uproar, which would be extremely disadvantageous for me. I feigned frustration, saying, "What's wrong? It's not working now!" I swung my fists even more vigorously, but the result was the same.

"Xiao Long! Forget it! Qigong requires a natural method of being free from thoughts and desires. Your agitation will backfire!"

I took the opportunity to step down from the stage, wiping my sweat and saying dejectedly, "Looks like I still need to work harder!"

Sister Tong comforted me for a while, then suddenly said, "Xiao Long! I'll give you my body to repay your concern for my father..."

"No! I don't want to take advantage of someone in distress. Besides, you're my sister, how could I..." But deep down, I still hoped to have her.

"Xiaolong! I'm sincere. I hope I can help you improve your skills. Otherwise, my family would feel uneasy about the huge favor you've done for us!"

"But if I treated you like that, I'd feel uneasy too (yeah right)!"

"Then why did you recruit so many qigong 'teachers'? Could it be that you...you...are just...showing them off..." Sister Tong lowered her head, avoiding my gaze.

I was speechless; she had really hit my sore spot! I could only smile and say, "Maybe! It's not so bad to just show them off. Maybe...maybe...someone seduced me, and I don't have strong self-control, so naturally I..."

"Then let's say I seduced you..." Sister Tong was on the verge of tears. At this point, she had completely lost face.

I was in a dilemma. If I agreed, all my previous "righteous indignation" would have been fake, which would be detrimental to my reputation. If I didn't agree, Sister Tong would probably feel even more embarrassed.

Sure enough, Sister Tong asked again, "Xiao Long! Am I not pretty enough that you don't like me?"

I quickly replied, "No way! If you're not pretty, who is? To be honest, I... really want to sleep with you, but I feel that you're doing it... too... A woman as pretty as you should do that in a romantic, warm, and natural atmosphere. But if it's like this, wouldn't it be like those girls on the street..."

Sister Tong looked up at me, her expression completely different, and whispered, "Then what should we do?"

"Hmm... how about this! I'll go find Master Sang Yue to practice boxing now. If you still insist on your original intention after I come back at 8:30, and there's no longer that transactional feeling, then it will naturally fall into place..."

"Okay! I agree. I'll wait for you in your room..." Sister Tong nodded firmly.

"Master! How is it? I've improved a lot, haven't I?" I rubbed my sore butt.

Sister Tong had already left the training room. I invited Master Sang Yue over, and after chatting for a while, I asked her for guidance. At first, just like yesterday, I was easily subdued. My hands and feet were much slower than hers. I clearly saw her attacks, but limited by my physical limits, I couldn't deflect them in time. If I could be like in my dream, I could at least fight her to a draw, or even win.

But later, I improved incredibly fast, faster than she expected. Gradually, I was able to spar with Master Sang Yue for longer and longer periods, and the sparring became increasingly exciting. However, all of this came at the cost of repeated physical pain. Master Sang Yue

seemed like a cold-blooded animal, showing no mercy or consideration for me, her moves ruthless and merciless.

Despite the pain, I was still happy with my progress, the increase in combat experience, and the continuous improvement of my physical limits. I believed I would soon be able to fight her to a draw, or even defeat her.

"Hmm! You've improved very quickly. It's hard to believe you're only ten years old. It seems I won't be able to be your master for long!"

"How could that be?" I was secretly pleased and happy!

"Alright! Go back and get a good massage, take a nice bath, and get a good night's sleep. See you at six tomorrow morning!" Sang Yue turned and left.

Seeing that I still had twenty minutes left, I went to my stepmother's room, because their large-breasted massages were definitely a treat.

When I was feeling restless and had to return to my room, my two stepmothers began massaging my entire body, focusing especially on my breasts and acupoints—I don't know how many times they'd done that.

After wiping away the sweat, I returned to my bedroom.

All the lights were off, but the room was brighter than any lamp, as hundreds of candles of various kinds illuminated it, creating a very romantic atmosphere, like a dreamlike fantasy world. And among them, an angelic fairy in a beautiful wedding dress sat gracefully and serenely on my bed—it was Sister Tong!

I almost didn't recognize her. Although it wasn't a currently fashionable style, it suited her perfectly, beautifully, and exquisitely. I didn't know where she got it (several women in the Hua family particularly love and collect wedding dresses), but it looked as if it had been custom-made for her. The veil, hazy and indistinct, accentuated her beauty to the fullest.

So, putting aside how stunningly beautiful Sister Tong was, the current atmosphere made me feel like a groom! This was completely different from playing house. It seems she succeeded in eliminating that feeling! Now I only feel warm, romantic, sweet, and happy.

I stepped forward and gently lifted the veil, revealing my bride—Miss Yang Tong! A stunningly beautiful face, more beautiful than any beauty I had ever seen, immediately appeared before me. Her skin was like ice and jade, soft and smooth, perfectly complemented by her bright eyes, delicate eyebrows, exquisite nose, and red lips—truly breathtaking, like a celestial being. Her beautiful eyes sparkled, full of tender affection, as if she had a thousand words to say to me. With a gentle smile, the sun shone brightly, the earth awoke, and even the blind opened their eyes. Having just finished with these two

beauties, I felt a surge of heat, my blood rushed, my breath quickened, and my tireless member strained against my pants, creating an even larger tent.

Even if a knife were held to my throat, I would still pluck this celestial flower, a flower imbued with the essence of heaven and earth. I leaned forward and gently kissed her soft, red lips. Gazing into her affectionate and encouraging gaze, I no longer hesitated. I pressed my lips firmly against hers, gently biting, teasing, licking, and probing them. My hands were not idle either, passionately and somewhat frantically caressing and kneading her boneless body.

As she also touched and caressed my body, my hands slid into her low-cut neckline. Her flawless white skin was so delicate and smooth in my hands, her soft and full breasts so warm and lively between my fingers. A wonderfully intoxicating fragrance relentlessly assaulted my reason. As the fragrance intensified, her pair of firm, beautiful breasts revealed their breathtaking beauty, the nipples like two ripe, sweet strawberries, strongly arousing my appetite.

I swallowed one whole, yet couldn't bear to part with the other, wishing I could suck on both at once (only a few, like my two stepmothers, Coach Huijun, and Teacher Lü Wanying, could make me do that), savoring every last drop of deliciousness.

The snow-white wedding dress was mercilessly tossed to the ground, leaving only her smooth, white, curvaceous, and perfectly beautiful body for me to freely grasp and play with.

When she finally removed her last pair of underwear, I pushed the alluring Tong Jie down onto the bed, straddling her, my penis thrashing left and right against her trembling breasts, like drumming out beautiful and stimulating beats. When we were done, we played a game of fire-making by friction in her cleavage, hehe! It was so much fun!

The best part was that after it got hot, I could directly insert it into her mouth to cool it down. At first, Tong Jie wasn't very willing to accept my penis, but when I reached out and vigorously probed her tender bud, she finally agreed to receive this uninvited guest. As time passed, her slightly furrowed brows finally relaxed, her weak resistance turning into a warm welcome. She began to suck and nibble away with relish, like someone snatching a bone.

Unexpectedly, she was still a virgin; her manhood, once withdrawn, was stained with blood, yet she didn't even have time to rest before immediately throwing herself into the next battle.

After a fierce contest from all directions—land, sea, and air—I finally won a complete victory in this war.

"Little Dragon! You're so naughty!" A charming, lustful expression rippled across her beautiful face.

"What's wrong?" I asked with a smug grin.

"You…you…you've made me…and you still won't stop…you've made me…um…" Every smile and every coquettish gesture was incredibly alluring.

"Who told you to keep telling me to go harder! To push harder! Of course I tried my best and gave my all!"

"But…but…I'm not talking to you anymore!" Sister Tong finally blushed shyly.

"Do you want to come again?"

"Only a ghost would come again with you!" Sister Tong wriggled coquettishly, looking both charming and beautiful. But before the previous conversation had even cooled, she said gently, "Let me rest for a bit, you're driving me crazy..."

"Hehe! The ultimate goal is to experience ecstasy! Let me tell you a joke!"

"Okay!"

"A couple got married a year ago, and the wife gave birth. The excruciating pain of childbirth made her vow never to have sex again, even if it meant death, and they slept in separate rooms. But after some time, one night, the wife, her face flushed and panting, knocked on her husband's door. When he asked what was wrong, she said, 'The daredevil is back again!'"

"Hehe! You're so naughty! Hehe..."

"Sister Tong! You're so beautiful! Whoever marries you is incredibly lucky."

"Hmph! Men are so good at sweet talk! They say one thing and do another..."

"You seem to understand men very well!"

"It's not that I understand men, my father is a typical example. He was quite the womanizer in his youth, often causing my mother great heartache..."

"Then why are you and your mom still so good to your dad?"

"Sigh—who can blame me when my mom loves my dad? And how can I choose my father?"

"Sigh..." I sighed along with her.

The men in the Hua family are all the same, and I'm even better than them.

"Little Dragon Brother!"

"What is it? My dear Yang Tong sister!"

"Let's do it again! Okay?"

"Okay! Hehe! Is your little cunt itchy again?"

"Yes! Can I be on top this time?"

"Sure! Little cunt! Come on!"

Although Sister Yang Tong was already unable to move easily, she still resolutely flipped onto top, taking the initiative and constantly stroking my big treasure.

This was her third time. Last time, I completely conquered her; the extreme pleasure made her shout: "Little Dragon Brother!", "Darling!", "Big Brother!", "Big Husband!" etc. I found it quite interesting and exciting, so I cooperated and enjoyed myself to the fullest.

I didn't expect her stamina and needs to be so strong; I wonder if this is the effect of practicing qigong.

While thrusting my "treasure" forward, I secretly channeled my "male supremacy yang energy" through her body, observing her internal state.

Her true energy was far inferior to mine; I had improved considerably since yesterday. So I took it for a stroll, using my methods to circulate it through all the meridians and acupoints, then channeling it back into my body via my "treasure," completing a full cycle. Then, my hands, which were grasping and kneading her breasts, channeled it back into her body. This

cycle repeated endlessly.

Eventually, it even affected Sister Tong, who was busy at work, causing her to stop and join me in this internal circulation.

Gradually, I gave her a portion of my true energy to control, and we started playing a game of cat and mouse.

Suddenly, I realized that our combined true energy had somehow increased, surging throughout my body's organs.

My body felt hot and cold, hot and cold, circulating back and forth, endlessly.

Finally, I used the "Yin-Yang Return to Origin and Fusion Method" to harmonize and blend the cold and hot true energy, slowly forming a neutral true energy that was neither hot nor cold. With Yang Tong's true energy already considerable, my own true energy also increased.

I spread my true energy outwards, wandering everywhere. Upon hearing the moaning sounds coming from downstairs, I withdrew. I didn't want to "bump into" a woman I'd already had relations with, being berated by her husband—it would only annoy me. So I only searched this floor.

Huh? What's going on? She can speak Japanese?

Chapter 19 ◆ The First Appearance of a Ghost

Xi Rongrong can speak Japanese? This is something I never expected; she never told me!

Wait a minute! She spoke into the seemingly old-fashioned Walkman she'd brought from the mainland: "...Sir, I've successfully infiltrated the Hua family. What are your orders?"

A faint Japanese accent came through Xi Rongrong's earpiece. I quickly increased my internal energy to probe, finally making out part of it: "...Xuezi, please be careful. The next contact time is 1 AM..."

"Hai!" "

If you succeed this time, I'll recommend the team leader to transfer you back to Japan!"

"Hai! Thank you." Xi Rongrong nodded in a Japanese style.

"What's the situation with the Hua family?"

"Nothing! Besides a bunch of old lechers and a little lecherous spendthrift, that's about it..."

"Oh? Hua Ruilong is only ten years old and he can already learn to have sex?"

"Yes!" "

Alright! That's the end of the communication! Contact me again tomorrow if needed!"

"Hai!" Xi Rongrong then pressed a few buttons on the Walkman and carefully put it away.

I was immediately shocked. I hadn't expected to let a Japanese spy infiltrate my house. From their conversation, it seemed they were plotting something against the Hua family. Ah! Could it be the Taiwan branch of the Japanese Black Dragon Society plotting to seize the Hua family's fortune? I have to tell Aunt Twelve right away.

Alright! I'll play along and see who's stronger!

Who knew that unassuming Walkman was such a sophisticated wireless communicator?

I finished my training and then passionately and intensely played with Sister Yang Tong. I needed to vent; I wanted to unleash all my anger towards the Black Dragon Society on Sister Tong.

Exhausted, Sister Tong couldn't withstand my torment and soon collapsed. However, before she passed out from pleasure, she let out increasingly loud moans and groans, and her sleeping face wore an incredibly satisfied, happy, and joyful smile.

It was almost midnight when I headed straight for Xi Rongrong's room, thinking about how to thoroughly ravage her. But

as I raised my hand to knock, I suddenly realized: No! Going now would only make her suspect she'd been exposed. Not only would she become more wary of me, but even if her mastermind found out, it would be detrimental to the Hua family! Their organization is, after all, a professional special organization no less capable than a national intelligence agency, possessing the power to steal, assassinate, and destroy. Our Hua family, whether openly or secretly, is no match for them. Therefore, we should plan carefully before acting.

Alright! I'll let you go for now, and deal with you when I have the chance. I'd better go find Aunt Twelve first.

"Young Master! Why aren't you asleep yet? Coming here so late?" Aunt Twelve's maid, Sister Jing, rubbed her eyes and stared strangely at me, who was only wearing underwear.

"Yes! I'm sorry to bother you so late! Is Aunt Twelve asleep?" I thought to myself, if I didn't have something to do right now, I would definitely kill you. Sister Jing, your figure and looks are really good, no wonder you're Aunt Twelve's servant.

"It seems... she's... asleep..."

"Then I'll go upstairs myself, you go to sleep!"

"Okay!" "

Xiao Long! What are you doing here so late? I'm already asleep..."

"Aunt Twelve, open the door, I have something to say to you!" I continued knocking.

"It's not too late to talk about it tomorrow! I'm so sleepy right now!"

I immediately realized that Aunt Twelve must be in a hurry, probably with Xuexin... Alright! Let me peek in, so I immediately used my internal energy to investigate.

In Aunt Twelve's bedroom, Aunt Twelve and Sister Xuexin were both sitting naked on the bed, extremely nervous, gesturing to each other while searching for their clothes. My internal energy prying technique is limited, so I can't "see" colors yet, and their naked appearance made my imagination run wild.

"Little Dragon! Have you left?"

"No! I'm waiting for you to open the door." "

What do you want?"

"It concerns the safety of our Hua family!"

Aunt Twelve finally understood the bigger picture and opened the door to let me in. I wasn't just saying that for fun.

I saw Sister Xuexin gracefully adjusting her nightgown, her beauty breathtaking, a captivating blush on her beautiful face. Aunt Twelve was no less beautiful than her, the two of them like a pair of understanding flowers.

Xuexin said, "You two chat! I'm leaving first!"

"Wait! You can also hear what I told Aunt Twelve..." Then I immediately told them about discovering that Xi Rongrong could speak Japanese and that her Walkman was actually a wireless communicator, only omitting how I used my powers to see through walls and rooms to spy on her; I said I overheard it by chance.

Hiding my strength and secrets is only beneficial to me!

Aunt Twelve immediately displayed her extraordinary courage and the composure of a general, calmly analyzing, "Don't alert them! First, we haven't figured out their purpose, what methods they will use against our Hua family, and when they will make their move, so we must be careful and secretly prepare for any unforeseen events. Xuexin! You stay home starting tomorrow and keep an eye on her..."

"Then who will protect you?" Anyone could see the deep affection and tenderness in Xuexin's eyes when she looked at Aunt Twelve.

"I'm fine! My family is more important! Please help me! Let me have peace of mind, okay?"

"This..."

I jumped onto the bed, pulled the two captivating beauties along, and crawled under the thin blanket together, saying, "Twelfth Aunt! You should let Sister Xuexin protect you! You're a key figure in the Hua family. If they want to deal with us, they'll definitely target you! So you must protect yourself well. If you're finished, the Hua family is finished too! As for that undercover agent, I think it's best to let Uncles deal with her. As long as you explain the woman's situation to Uncles, I believe Uncles, who are very experienced in dealing with women, will definitely handle her. Of course, you must emphasize that you shouldn't let that beautiful snake find out, otherwise you might fall victim to her poison..."

Before Twelfth Aunt could express her opinion, Xuexin immediately agreed, "Hmm! Little Dragon's idea is good!" Even the way she looked at me was different. Obviously, in her eyes, I was no longer the frivolous child who only played around all day.

"Well... alright! Let me think about it some more, see if there's anything else wrong..."

While Aunt Twelve frowned in deep thought, I had already reached out my hand to Sister Xuexin.

Only now did I truly appreciate Xuexin's breathtaking beauty. Her usual demure and dignified appearance was completely different; the lingering passion in her eyes made her incredibly alluring. Her hot, sexy body was so perfect and exquisite, like the summer sun dazzling me.

Xuexin rolled her eyes at me and gently pushed away my lewd hand that had already touched her body.

I made a gesture to be quiet and not disturb Aunt Twelve's thoughts, and then began to scratch her repeatedly, using both hands and feet.

After much effort, my lewd hand finally slipped inside Sister Xuexin's sexy nightgown, constantly caressing her incredibly bouncy breasts. At the same time, I could feel the amazing explosive power beneath those beautiful breasts; she was indeed a master. This reassured me a lot; Aunt Twelve should be alright with her.

Xuexin probably already knew about my close relationship with Aunt Twelve, which might be why she reluctantly accepted me and didn't let me use any aphrodisiacs.

Aunt Twelve patted me on the back and laughed, "You little lecher! So you had another purpose after all!"

I didn't turn around and chuckled, "Who told you to be so beautiful! What method have you come up with to deal with her?"

"I have one! But I haven't thought of one yet to protect your side!"

"Aunt Twelve! I have someone in mind! My newly hired martial arts teacher, Sang Yue, is very skilled!" Then I told her everything I knew about Sang Yue.

Sang Yue's information: 22 years old, from Yilan County, from a martial arts family, currently has a father, four uncles, and two younger brothers. She has practiced martial arts for twelve years and worked as a private bodyguard for a while. But I suspect it's not that simple; she might be an assassin, but she doesn't seem to have any designs on our family.

Neither of them asked me why I suspected that. Aunt Twelve agreed to talk to Sang Yue the next morning.

Two equally magnificent masterpieces of nature lay before me, and only one thought remained in my mind: Heaven has been kind to me, and I will not waste this precious spring night. All

I can repay them with is my love, my energy, and my passion.

I placed the two women on top of each other, with Xuexin, being the stronger one, on the bottom. Xuexin seemed more shy, covering her delicate face, a beautiful blush spreading from her neck down her entire body. What I loved most were the two flower-like orifices, shyly waiting to bloom, adorned with glistening dewdrops.

My erection became unbearable, and I thrust in, penetrating the twelve women's orifices with unobstructed, incredibly smooth, yet so tight and satisfying. The back and forth motion felt like being in paradise, moving from one paradise to another. It was truly unbelievable that

such a healthy and beautiful woman like Xuexin could have such a tight orifice. Although I didn't know how she lost her virginity, it was truly a masterpiece, and I was incredibly lucky to have encountered it!

Amidst the rising and falling moans and soft panting of the two women, my spear was particularly busy, moving up and down swiftly and accurately, striking like a punch, powerful and forceful, probing, drilling, and thrusting at will. My

habitual "male supremacy" also moved according to desire, circulating endlessly, from the inside out, gathering and dispersing, changing between hot and cold.

"Little Dragon... what's wrong with your body? Sometimes hot, sometimes cold? Especially... especially down there..." Aunt Twelve finally couldn't help but ask.

"Yes! It's so strange! And... so good..." Xuexin gasped softly.

"Hehe! Feeling good, right? This is the result of my practice! How is it? Do you like it?" I said smugly.

Aunt Twelve, who knew more about me, said with some concern, "Little Dragon! You should still be careful! Okay?"

I understood that she was worried that I would go astray. I laughed and said, "It's alright! Of course I'll be careful with my own body. Now I just want to ask how you guys are?"

"Very good! Although it feels a bit strange, it's actually very comfortable and beneficial to the body, especially for this... I once heard an old master say: when you practice your abilities to the point of switching between hot and cold, you've entered the stage of yin-yang harmony in qigong. Many people practice for decades and still can't achieve this..." Xuexin said earnestly.

I didn't expect Xuexin to have such insight. Gao Xingyu said that being able to harmonize yin and yang opens the door to rapid progress, and if you can persevere, the day of great success is not far off! The "dual cultivation" with Sister Tong just now has greatly improved my skills, and I can now control yin-yang harmony

with ease. I used all 21 forms of lewd qigong that I used on all the girls in the class yesterday (it's now 1 a.m. on May 14th) on these two girls. I didn't absorb their scattered qi; instead, I helped them organize, train, and strengthen, repeatedly cleansing their marrow and strengthening their muscles. I need them, full of energy and in good health, to protect their home. At the same time, through various sexual encounters with them, I pushed my limits.

Sister Xuexin had much more internal energy than Aunt Twelve. This was probably because, although she hadn't practiced qigong, her external martial arts training had helped her. It seemed I should teach her properly sometime to make her even stronger.

Aunt Twelve's boudoir was undoubtedly the best place for lovemaking—large, spacious, comfortable, and cozy. It was enough for twenty or thirty people to have a group sex session, but now there were only the three of us. The feeling of having two targets at once was fantastic! Moreover, their bodies were very flexible and fit, allowing me to play many tricks that children couldn't do. Of course, if my physique were comparable to theirs, I believed the situation would be even more wonderful.

"Xiaolong! Be gentle! Xuexin is a virgin, don't be so rough..." Aunt Twelve finally couldn't help but say with heartache.

Attracted by Xuexin, I was having sex with her tirelessly, supporting, holding, embracing, and carrying her on the bed, the carpet, the sofa... and ravaging her to the extreme.

With her hands on the ground, Xuexin, being pushed around and fucked by me in a doggy-style position, shook her head happily, saying, "Ah...good...it's okay! I'm...happy...harder...harder...ah...so good..." She had even learned to moan sweetly.

I was even happier; such an opponent was rare indeed. Her stamina and physical strength impressed me. I had finally killed two birds with one stone, perfectly.

"Xiaolong! Drink less!" Sister Xuexin said coquettishly.

Just now, I pushed Aunt Twelve to the bar, and I suddenly got excited, grabbed a bottle of strong liquor, and after a few sips, my interest was indeed even higher. I laughed lewdly, "What? Afraid that I'll drink too much and fuck you so hard you can't get out of bed?"

"Xiaolong! You're getting drunk! Put me down!" Aunt Twelve, whose legs were on my waist, turned around and scolded, "I can't take it anymore..."

"Alright then! Let Sister Xuexin take over!"

Xuexin cried out in surprise, covering her jade buttocks and dodging around the room to escape my further ravaging.

And I, with my large, erect penis bouncing, chased after them relentlessly. The scene gave me a sense of unreality, like a dream; my feet felt light, yet my inner fire burned even brighter.

Later, we went from inside the house to outside, to the garden, the pond, outside the villa, on the street, and somehow we ended up in Xicheng, right there on the main street, in front of thousands of people, shamelessly and nakedly doing it for them to see, getting more and more excited, drawing cheers and applause.

Just as I was getting carried away, seven fairies flew out of the crowd, snatched me from Aunt Twelve and Sister Xuexin's arms, and flew onto a street lamp. I was raped by them. Aunt Twelve could only cry and scream below, while people laughed and talked, with flowers and colorful balls flying down at them.

The seven fairies took me away.

Unable to resist the temptation, I finally succumbed to their alluring beauty. We engaged in what seemed like a male-dominated, seven-position sexual ritual in the air, while overlooking the bustling cityscape of Taipei. People on the ground occasionally pointed and whispered.

When we landed on the campus of "Private Daoming Foreign Elementary School," I finally realized one thing: I was dreaming again. So I happily indulged myself, readily releasing my lust and darker side.

The beautiful female teachers and students in the school were captured one by one by the fairies for my pleasure. I didn't hold back, using every technique I knew.

All ten of the school's beauties were gathered, plus seven fairies—each with a slender figure and a fuller, more curvaceous body. Their graceful postures, exquisite bedroom skills, and the passionate, exciting scene made me so happy that I wished it were real and never wanted to wake up.

Suddenly, the seven fairies transformed into men, Japanese men speaking Japanese. They grabbed the beauties around me one by one, tying them up or hanging them, subjecting them to extreme humiliation, especially with Japanese-style SM. Each of them had various fruits stuffed into three places, and were constantly being penetrated and ejaculated into.

Although I knew I was dreaming, I was still burning with rage. I was about to pounce on them and punch them all when a respectable-looking guy appeared from the crowd—it was Hou Jinren, the one I had beaten up. He was holding two ropes, pulling out two women.

I was shocked and enraged. It turned out to be my own mother, He Xiangqian, and my sister, He Ruifeng. I roared, "Hou bastard! Let go of my mother, or I'll grind you to dust and leave you with no burial place!" I had completely forgotten this was a dream.

Hou Jinren held a Japanese sword to my mother and sister's necks, threatening, "You little bastard! Kneel down and surrender! Let's see how we fuck these two cunts to pieces! Hahaha!" He then ripped open my mother's clothes with a "rip," revealing her snow-white skin.

I screamed, "No!"

I cried out, trying to sit up, drenched in cold sweat. It really was a dream.

"Xiaolong! What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Aunt Twelve, who was beneath me, opened her eyes.

"Yes!" I pressed her breasts, trying to get up, but found my penis still hard inside her.

"Xiaolong! It's alright, you just had a nightmare!" "After saying that, Xuexin, who was pressing down on my buttocks, kissed my buttocks and gently stroked them.

I secretly rejoiced, thank goodness it was just a dream, otherwise I... those damned Japanese! Humph! And those traitors...

But why would I have such a dream?

To comfort them, I pretended to be nonchalant and laughed, "I dreamt I shrunk and crawled inside you and couldn't get out, I was so anxious..." As I spoke, I deliberately moved my lower body a couple of times, but my heart was still pounding with fear.

"Smack!" Sister Xuexin slapped my buttocks hard and laughed shyly, "You're so naughty! You actually want to be my son? I can't give birth to a son as big and naughty as you... Hehe..." Aunt Twelve

also joined in the fun, pinching my breasts and laughing, "Yes! He's the naughtiest! He's not well-behaved even in his dreams, moving around inside, not letting anyone get a good night's sleep." "

On one hand, I was deliberately avoiding it; on the other hand, I was addicted to the passion, so we went all out again.

Sister Xuexin was pushing and groping me from behind, which quickly calmed me down, but I was already wary of the events in my dream. It seemed necessary to get Mom and my sister to hide in a secluded place, at least for a while. It was

still dimly lit outside; it was only 5:10.

Although I had an unpleasant dream, I felt that my skills had improved again; I could now control my internal energy at will. While I was thrusting into Sister Xuexin, who was curled up like a shrimp, I secretly gathered my energy and rushed towards the wine bottles and other clutter on the bedside table.

"Smash!" "Bottles and miscellaneous items were all knocked over, some falling to the ground (due to our intense battle, this little secret incident went completely unnoticed by the two of them). This scene was even more impressive than my performance in front of Sister Tong last night.

I was secretly overjoyed! While putting on an even more vigorous display of my superior strength and masculine dignity, I also gathered my energy and spread it in all directions.

The outline of Aunt Twelve's villa, Sister Jing's alluring sleeping posture, the ticking clock, the crawling and nibbling of insects, the grass and trees outside swaying gently in the air, the wind carrying moisture blowing from the other side of the mountain, and most of the people in each floor and room of the main building of the villa..." Most people were fast asleep, only a few servants were up and busy, and some were getting up to urinate or drink water. The naked uncles, their unsightly bellies protruding, each had their arms around their beloved wives, their lecherous hands mostly on their ample breasts, while the aunts displayed their alluring beauty in various poses… But I was more concerned about my teacher, Sang Yue, and that “Xi Rongrong.”

Intuitively and by choice, I didn’t want Sang Yue to be another spy, otherwise I would truly feel surrounded by enemies. She slept very upright, breathing evenly. Hmm? Under her pillow was a pistol with a silencer… The shape was the same as the one I found in the Ximending cinema. So she really was a female assassin, or at least connected to that female assassin. Was she here to silence me, or…? With her skills, she could have killed me hundreds of times over. Should I expose her? Or wait until Aunt Twelve talks to her? What exactly is her purpose?

Xi Rongrong slept more naturally. A beautiful face, an outstanding figure, and alluringly bold movements—who would have thought she was a Japanese spy? My true energy boldly probed each of her belongings. Besides the portable wireless microphone, there were four other unusual items: one was a strange bottle… I suspect the perfume might be poison; firstly, the pen-like exterior actually conceals a tiny, needle-like knife or sword—made of special alloy steel, incredibly tough and sharp, like the ones used by 007, deadly whether used to stab vitals or thrown; secondly, the two items are hidden in the linings of her shoes, one a round object like a pocket watch (if it weren't for the two small bullets, spring, and firing pin inside, I would never have associated it with a gun), the other a steel wire, like the kind used in movies to strangle people. Wow! She's really ruthless!

"Little Dragon! What's wrong with you? Don't stop! Oh..." Xuexin swayed her buttocks repeatedly.

"Okay! Let me fuck you to death, you slut, let me send you to heaven..." I redoubled my efforts, thrusting forcefully into her gradually awakening...

"Little Dragon! Didn't you recruit several 'masters'?" Aunt Twelve asked suddenly, while giving my manhood a unique breastjob.

"Yes!" Besides Yang Tong and Master Sang Yue, there were also Han Hongbei, Tao Baoqi, Lin Yanrong, and Shi Yaxian (actually, there were a few other ugly women, but they weren't pleasing to the eye, so I included them). I almost forgot about them. They were probably busy with some things yesterday. I'll contact them today to see if I can select a few experts from among them (the four of them are all quite beautiful, comparable to Sister Yang Tong, wow! If I can get them all out by noon... hehe...)!" "

Aren't you careful not to invite wolves into the house? Be careful of them..." Sister Xuexin reminded me.

"I know!" I said, flicking her nipple.

"Hmm! I'll invite some more old friends out..." Aunt Twelve's contemplation didn't affect her hand movements, repeatedly squeezing her breasts to give my darling the greatest enjoyment.

When the time came, I handed my still untamed darling over to them to clean.

After they vied to lick and suck me, I happily put on my underwear, opened the door, and went out.

"Little Dragon! You're really punctual, come on!" "Master Sang Yue attacked at close range.

I didn't hold back either, attacking with all my might.

Back and forth, I felt the distance between us getting closer and closer, and the duration of our fight increasing. Actually, I still had some hidden strength; if I used my internal energy to resist, the outcome would be hard to say. The number

of aunts gradually increased, but because I was engaged in a fierce battle with the 'outsider,' they could only watch obediently from the sidelines.

When Xi Rongrong also appeared with ulterior motives, I immediately pretended to be defeated by Master Sang Yue, and said I wouldn't fight anymore. Then, with 'weak hands and feet,' I acted like a spoiled brat who couldn't take hardship, and had the aunts help me to take a bath.

Master Sang Yue's expression towards me was different; there was a strange and thoughtful look in his eyes.

After the door was closed, the four aunts, Shengzi, Peiling, Huizhen, and Zimei, accompanied me for another round of lewdness. Since none of them slept with their husbands, they dared to have fun with me while their husbands were still asleep! As for Sister Tong, she had already returned to the city at some point."

I was enjoying the services of these mature women while contemplating whether to tell them about Xi Rongrong. I finally

decided to let my twelfth aunt do it. Besides, I was a little worried—what if she had planted a listening device in my room? This wasn't just me being paranoid; it was entirely possible.

My inner energy detected that Xi Rongrong had come downstairs to help prepare breakfast, and I paid special attention to whether she had brought that bottle of "perfume."

Chapter 20 ◆ Taking Precautions

Before getting on the bus, I saw my twelfth aunt invite several uncles to her villa for a talk. This was all thanks to my reminder (I was worried that Xi Rongrong had planted listening devices throughout the Hua family's residence; I didn't recognize them, so I didn't know what they looked like, but I was certain she hadn't entered my twelfth aunt's place). I also took out my hidden pistol and put it in my bag.

After getting on the bus, when no one was looking, I secretly hid the gun in a secluded spot where no one but me could open it.

"Little Dragon! Why are you up so early today?" The older girls, who were teaching at various middle schools, were surprised by my early rise. The eldest sister, Yu'e, asked.

Should I tell them the truth? Could they bear this fear?

Under the gazes of the girls, after much deliberation, I finally decided to tell them the truth, but not here. This wasn't because I didn't trust the maid, Xiaoxin, or the driver, Pei-jie. Rather, I was worried there might be a listening device in the car, so I secretly decided to spend the afternoon browsing various shopping malls to buy some (toy) listening devices to study (though not as good as those used by spies, their structure and principles were similar).

Therefore, halfway up the mountain, I asked Pei-jie to stop the car and wait for us.

The girls were stunned, speechless for a long time. This was the first time they had so vividly experienced the cruelty and reality of the world, and such a close sense of crisis.

Yulan, being the eldest, took the lead and asked, "Is it true?"

"It's true! Although it hasn't reached a serious stage yet, we really need to be prepared. So I hope you won't reveal the family secrets to outsiders, and don't linger outside for long. If a stranger approaches, it's best to leave immediately!" I said seriously.

"It's all your fault! Bringing that spy home!" Yudi said bluntly.

"You're right to blame me! It's my fault, but it's too late to say anything more! If someone has the intention to harm us, they will find a way, so don't show any signs of knowing her identity in front of her! Understand?"

The sisters nodded silently.

"Don't be like this! Although this world is ugly, we must still be fearless. What you need to do now and in the future is to be careful, calm, and talk and laugh freely." I took a deep breath and apologized, "I'm sorry! I've made you experience this ugliness too early, and the worries and fears you will have to endure in the future..."

Yulan and Yu'e comforted me at the same time, "Don't be like this! This is not what we want! Actually, we are not that weak. The Hua family is not easy to bully!"

After returning to the car, although the sisters resumed their cheerful conversation, I could still sense that they were all preoccupied. This increased my guilt.

I believe that from now on, we are no longer innocent children as blank as white paper.

The first period was Ms. Pan's Chinese class.

The second period was Ms. Lü's math class.

The third period was Yang Kexin's English class.

Because I was preoccupied, I neither exchanged glances with them nor went to their office during the break to "help the teacher" as they asked. Especially since Ms. Yang Kexin had just experienced the wonderful pleasures of sex, she was particularly clingy. During class, she would often casually rub against me, either secretly touching me or subtly pressing her body against me, but I never felt like taking advantage of the situation. The boys were puzzled and confused: What's wrong with Ms. Yang today? She's dressed so beautifully and sexily! The girls, on the other hand, were secretly amused.

During breaks, I spent my time exchanging information with my twelfth aunt (my uncles already knew and were trying to figure out how to deal with her) and contacting the other five "qigong sparring partners" I had already hired. I hoped to select one or two experts like Ms. Sang Yue from among them. I had arranged to have lunch with them at the San De Hotel to discuss their work.

During the fourth period, Mr. Sima's physical education class, I had a ulterior motive. After completing the test, I went to a corner to exercise alone, partly to ensure I got enough exercise for the day, and partly because I wanted to try out the qigong I had originally planned to postpone practicing.

In these few short days, since practicing "Male Supremacy Yang Gong," my skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and my special abilities have also emerged and strengthened. However, I've practiced very little of the main techniques of "Male Supremacy Yang Gong." I've spent most of my time either diligently practicing erotic techniques on women or constantly studying the hidden secret techniques, and I've rarely persisted with even the basic "main techniques." Fortunately, I just remembered and noticed this, so from the first lesson, while listening to the lecture, I practiced the fifteen meridian exercises using either "sitting posture (but with both hands supporting the chair, the center of gravity pressing down on the palms)" or "horse stance (but with the buttocks slightly off the chair, the center of gravity shifting to the lower body)," especially referring to the corresponding annotations, studying them, and adopting the parts that suited me. I don't know how many cycles I've circulated.

Now I just want to try "both hands parallel vertical grasp." The annotation says that this posture is the most effective in the initial stage, and also the most difficult. Even gymnasts and acrobats need years of practice to achieve something similar (parallel arm support on the rings), so I've never seen anyone hold this position for more than three seconds, which shows how difficult it is.

Confident in my physical abilities and strength, I knew how challenging this move was. I gripped the pole with both hands, using all my strength, but I still couldn't lift my feet off the ground. Even with my hands wider apart, I could only lift them off the ground for a second or two. Frustrated, I channeled my inner energy into my arms, and not only did my feet lift off the ground, but they were also perpendicular to the pole. My inner energy seemed to increase my strength many times over.

After holding the position for about five minutes, I could extend and bend my arms (not completely freely, but definitely impressive), and I could also use another pole next to me to achieve a parallel arm support like on the rings.

After confirming no one was watching, I tackled the more difficult "parallel vertical grip." Back on the same pole, with my hands 30 centimeters apart, wow! Fantastic! My body was parallel to the pole, but my arms and torso were extremely sore.

I forced myself to keep going for about a minute before finally collapsing to the ground, panting.

But instead of stopping to rest immediately, I followed a key instruction in the "Male Superiority Yang Gong" manual: "Take a breath, don't relax, persist for a long time, finish the exercise, then start again. If you feel weak and exhausted, take a step back. Continue this way, and your skill will multiply..." and began practicing push-ups.

Two streams of true energy, one hot and one cold, circulated continuously within my body.

"Hey! You're doing push-ups all by yourself?" The troublesome guy ran over and asked, followed by Fatty and a few other boys.

I smiled, finished my exercise, and stood up, but I was drenched in sweat and my whole body ached. This was all due to my eagerness to improve, but the Hua family was in a critical situation, so I had to use extraordinary methods. I asked, "What's up?"

"A new Japanese teacher just arrived at our school, she's so beautiful! Tall, and her breasts are so big and firm, wow..." Fatty made an exaggerated, infatuated expression.

"Really? Does our school need a Japanese teacher?" I asked, puzzled.

"I heard she's replacing our Japanese teacher!" Xiao Jian said.

You Black Dragon Society! You really know how to push things too far! You've already gotten your hands on us so quickly? You're really something!

"It's better this way! That old woman, Teacher Hu, is ugly and weird. She's a disgrace to us as a teacher! This new teacher is much better! She's beautiful and charming, and her clothes are daring and sexy. I heard she just returned from studying in Japan!" Xiao Pang said, looking like a little lecher.

"What's her name?" I was interested in her name.

"I think it's Lu Sijia!" Nao Jiao said.

We chatted for a while longer before the school bell rang.

I politely declined some invitations from the girls and female teachers to have lunch with me.

I asked Pei Jie and Xiao Xin to buy me some toy eavesdropping devices after serving the girls lunch; it would be even better if they could get genuine ones.

Then I went to the San De Restaurant.

Yesterday, just one woman, Sister Tong, captivated me completely. Now, these five women before me are in no way inferior to her. It truly proves the saying: "It's not that you don't know the goods, it's that you're afraid to compare them." Of course, they aren't mere commodities; they are all stunningly beautiful women, each incomparable in their own way, like peonies, epiphyllums, and orchids, each displaying its own unique beauty.

However, my mind has changed, and I must now be more discerning. This special situation has forced me to mature and become more sensible. Therefore, I no longer have the same attitude as before. Although I am deeply impressed by their beauty, I have more important things to do.

While we eat, I mention that my family needs female bodyguards (of course, I won't be foolish enough to reveal the reason).

Only Wang Lizhen expressed interest, saying she had studied karate, taekwondo, and martial arts. I told her I needed to have someone test her skills before hiring her as a bodyguard; of course, her salary wouldn't be low, but I was secretly wary (I'm very sensitive to the word karate now). The other four women only wanted short-term jobs, hoping to earn my money and then find better employment elsewhere.

During the meal, I secretly used my internal energy to examine the items the five women carried.

I was quite proud of myself for managing to do something so subtle in front of an expert without them noticing. The result of my examination was that, except for Shi Yaxian, who didn't carry a cell phone, the others all had them, making it difficult for me to determine who might have ulterior motives. Of course, I also secretly admired the figures and curves of the five women.

Only Lin Yanrong was not good with words; the other four were either humorous or witty, making the already delicious lunch even more colorful and captivating.

With a "plop," I "accidentally" spilled soup onto Li Zhen's beautiful dress, who was closest to me. I quickly apologized and enthusiastically helped wipe it off.

Wang Li Zhen laughed and said it was okay, then went to the restroom to deal with it.

I used my inner energy to follow her, only to find her alone in the women's restroom, sitting on the toilet, her skirt not lifted. She was taking out her phone, dialing a number, and only whispered one sentence: "He hired me as a bodyguard, and I've agreed." Then she hung up, casually cleaned her dress, touched up her makeup, and left the women's restroom.

At this point, I was basically certain she was a member of the Black Dragon Society, and my anger secretly rose. Fine! Since you're pushing me too far, then don't blame me for being impolite. I'll start with you, and the other four women will be my foils.

Having made up my mind that I'd rather make a mistake than let them go, I began to implement my "aphrodisiac" technique on the five women.

By the time they finally finished lunch, they were all hot and itchy, their desires flaring.

Naturally, I was concerned for their "health" and offered them a room upstairs to rest. The five women seemed to have lost all reason and desperately needed release. If I hadn't intervened quickly and appropriately, they would have already run off to the handsome guy next door and offered themselves to me.

Luckily, I had a globally recognized gold card; otherwise, no one would have dared to give me a luxury suite. However, judging from the strange looks I received from those around me, it was clear that my booking a room with five beauties was truly outrageous.

After finally getting them into the room, I was drenched in sweat. They had kissed my face countless times, and my manhood was frequently attacked. Just

as I was about to take a proper shower to enjoy a sensual, pleasurable, and unforgettable time, the five women rushed in. Fortunately, this was indeed a luxury suite; the bathtub was large and luxurious enough that I could squeeze in.

The women I've now mastered with my "aphrodisiac" techniques haven't actually lost their minds; they're just overcome by lust, like drug addicts who, when the effects kick in, know they shouldn't but can't control themselves. And it's hard for any woman I've been with not to fall in love with me.

They are the most alluring and seductive beauties (this isn't the first time I've thought this, haha). Lin Yanrong's voluptuous beauty, Li Yaxian's ethereal and charming combination, Tao Baoqi's stunning looks and slender figure, Han Hongbei's petite figure, and Wang Lizhen's healthy and fair skin almost made me forget my initial purpose. A pair of shimmering, trembling breasts danced before my eyes, while soft, delicate hands roamed over my body. Most irresistible were the waves of red lips and fragrant tongues that teased and rubbed against me, the exquisitely pleasurable rubbing of breasts, and the relentless scrubbing of smooth brushes against my manhood, legs, and bottom as if trying to shave off a layer of skin.

If they hadn't been so competitive, my manhood would have long since been lost in their spiderweb-like caverns. I had intended to explore and enjoy myself, but now I felt like a male prostitute being played with, touched and pinched here and there, leaving me nowhere to hide or escape (because the bathtub was completely full, making it impossible to squat).

Fine! I'll just go for it! I finally decided to take the initiative, break free, jump out of the bathtub, and embrace the nearest woman. The feeling of her breasts against my face (actually, my entire face was buried in her cleavage) was particularly full and elastic; I knew this was Lin Yanrong.

I lifted my leg, parted her lips, and thrust upwards in a position I rarely used while standing, penetrating her alluring cave. At that moment, I no longer cared whether she was a virgin, as long as it wasn't a wide avenue. My thrusts in and out, penetrating her, our back-and-forth, sharing in everyone's joy... Hahaha...

But soon I couldn't laugh anymore. The beautiful woman, like a filling sheet, tightly surrounded me, clinging to me, impossible to pry open, and constantly scratching at my normal work. In the end, I had no choice but to fire here and there, making sure everyone got a share, no one was left out, everyone was happy...

No! It wasn't happy at all! Not to mention my busy and "unspeakable suffering," even they, with this back and forth, not only didn't get their fill, but were also left hanging, only half-tasting, making them more anxious and uncomfortable, so they fought even more frantically, even more outrageously.

For the first time, I felt such regret. I regretted simultaneously "stimulating lust" in so many beautiful women, causing them to abandon all restraint and reason, fighting like sluts and whores on pornographic DVDs. Compared to them, my aunties were much more refined. My poor darling! If I hadn't nurtured it so often, it probably wouldn't have been able to withstand this ordeal.

With the help of true energy and various methods of "male supremacy yang energy," things became much easier to resolve.

After a fierce battle, I had turned the tide. The five women were not only thoroughly aroused by my ministrations, but they were also secretly delighted. Especially Wang Lizhen, the suspected spy from the Japanese Black Dragon Society, whose mouth and honey hole were not only visited by my darling, which was covered in various exotic scents, but also by my tight and clean vagina, which I immediately put into her mouth after visiting it.

However, she showed no sign of displeasure or rejection, which displeased me. This was all a result of "stimulating lust."

So I released my true energy into their bodies, stealing every last bit of their true energy.

Lin Yanrong, that beauty, had the most true energy, followed by Ya Xian, then Li Zhen, and Hong Bei had the least. It filled my dantian, giving me a feeling of fullness for the first time, showing my considerable gain. I'll integrate it properly when I get back.

The last beauty, after my continuous manipulation, finally fell asleep, exhausted, with a satisfied, joyful, and sweet smile.

Soaking in the cool water, I pondered how to handle the aftermath.

How would I face the women who were about to regain their senses? How would I explain their loss of true energy? How would I properly deal with Wang Li Zhen? That was my initial goal! And how could I prevent her from feeling I was treating her differently and becoming suspicious?

Frustrated by these thoughts, I took the opportunity to integrate the true energy I had just absorbed from the five women.

I used my abundant true energy to comfort and nourish my precious treasure—it had truly worked hard! I hadn't released it into their bodies; my still-erect treasure playfully peeked out of the water, looking even stronger, nodding in agreement.

How exactly should I destroy the Japanese Black Dragon Society organization in Taiwan?

Fifty years of Japanese rule created pro-Japanese figures and traitors like Lee Teng-hui. Therefore, even after more than 40 years, Japan's influence in Taiwan remains considerable (the United States also played a significant role). Consequently, the Black Dragon Society's power in Taiwan is deeply entrenched and enormous. They haven't given up their treacherous intentions towards us; they covet China and even the whole of Asia, which is why incidents like the Diaoyu Islands incident occur frequently. Therefore, they wouldn't have focused their attention on me in the past

, but why would they focus it on my Hua family?

To stand up for that migratory bird I beat up? That's unlikely! That's too... Or perhaps they simply covet my Hua family's wealth... That also seems unlikely; even if all the Hua family members were to die, the wealth wouldn't fall into their hands!

Ah! Could it be...?

It's best if this isn't true, otherwise...

I quickly tidied up the five women who were sprawled out asleep, left an apology note, and left first.

Pei-jie is really capable; she bought me a whole bunch of different kinds of spy devices all at once—from Hong Kong, Taiwan, Japan, South Korea, even the US! And they weren't toys; they were for adults.

I happily kissed Pei-jie to express my gratitude. Of course, I'll give her and Xiao-xin extra bonuses this month. As for her expenses today, she can report them to me.

The first class was computers.

But I focused all my energy on studying the spy devices, not only using my inner energy to peer through them but also taking them apart to study them, finally understanding their basic structure. Now I can go back and thoroughly check the car and the villa.

The second class was natural science.

The very interesting content drew my attention back to the class.

But when Teacher He Miao-xiang explained nanotechnology and nanomaterials, it immediately struck me: was this what Gao Xing-yu meant by the word "micro"? If you could refine your inner energy to the level of molecules and atoms... and circulate it throughout your body... and magnify your cells... so you could "see" tiny things like ribosomes that can only be seen under a microscope... wouldn't that mean... you could do anything... even modify your own body... discard the bad things, develop human potential... and ultimately possess divine power... like the omnipotent Ark in Huang Yi's novel *Star Wanderer*... this... this might not be a dream... as long as you find the right path... Ha! *Clang!

* A beaker fell to the ground. In my momentary elation, I was dancing and gesturing wildly when it crashed to the floor, making a loud noise that immediately startled the entire class.

"Ruilong! What did you do?" Teacher He Miaoxiang scolded.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I accidentally dropped it, I'll pay for it!"

"Why were you so inattentive in class?"

"..." I was speechless.

"Come out with me!" "The others continue operating..."

I then went to Teacher He Miaoxiang's office.

Teacher He Miaoxiang wasn't listed among the school's top ten beauties, but she was quite pretty. It was just that her conservative nature—always wearing thick glasses and conservative clothing—concealed her radiance. At 27, she was still unmarried. A few years ago, her boyfriend left her; I heard he went to Europe, and she hadn't had a new boyfriend since.

Currently, still pondering the mysteries of the "Micro-Word Technique" from the "Male Superiority Yang Gong" manual, I felt no desire for the beauty and allure hidden beneath Teacher He's ordinary clothes, which I had already discovered. I simply followed silently behind her. I wasn't worried about how she would make things difficult for me, or about any dangerous traps ahead. I only wanted to improve myself to the point where I could protect my family in the shortest amount of time; I was willing to pay any price for that goal.

"Ruilong! Is something on your mind? Can you tell me?" Teacher He Miaoxiang suddenly turned around and asked.

"Nothing!" "What's the point of telling her? I don't want to drag her into this, and besides, Ms. He Miaoxiang and I aren't that close enough to talk about anything."

"Oh... okay then! You... you can tell me if you have anything to say!"

"Okay!" I replied casually.

"Recently... recently there have been many rumors about you at school..."

Hmm? Has everyone really found out about me? It's one thing after another. But I calmly asked, "About me? What are they?"

"About you... you say... never mind! You... you should go back to class!"

"Okay!" I hesitated for a moment, then turned and left.

Finally, during break, I learned from the girls that because I had been frequently skipping classes and being late without reason lately—clearly not the person I used to be—various speculations and rumors had arisen and spread rapidly, becoming increasingly exaggerated. Some said I was hanging out with delinquents outside of school; others said my Huashi Enterprise was going bankrupt, affecting my studies; still others said I might drop out of school… Only the rumors about me having any improper relationships with female teachers or girls hadn't surfaced.

I secretly felt relieved. Let them say what they want! After all, I was a focus of attention at school; as the saying goes, fame brings trouble.

However, I still told the girls to keep their mouths shut and not to let anything slip; I didn't have the energy to worry about that now.

What about Mom and my little sister's safety? I… It's better to go find them, otherwise it will only attract their attention. Just have someone else handle it.

And what about Teacher Xue? Is she safe? Will the migratory birds retaliate against her? Should I send Lan Feng somewhere else to hide?

The third period is art class.

The teacher is a man named Lin Hongqiao, a kind middle-aged man with high artistic skill.

But at this moment, I'm not interested in his lecture. I'm just silently drawing the shapes of the shield and several hidden weapons that I'm conceiving and improving in my mind.

The fourth period is Japanese class.

Besides Teacher Hu Ding, Principal Hua and a beautiful young lady who rivals any of the school's top ten beauties are also there.

Even a fool could guess who she is, and I couldn't help but think: the show is coming fast! The Japanese are really efficient!

Sure enough, Principal Hua introduced this beautiful young lady to us, saying, "Students! This is your new Japanese teacher, Lu Sijia. From today onwards, she will replace Teacher Hu Ding and teach you Japanese. Okay! Welcome her, students!" "The applause had already begun.

Perhaps everyone (boys and girls alike) was captivated by the beauty and friendly smile of the new Japanese teacher, and they were all applauding enthusiastically, having completely forgotten about Teacher Hu Ding. This is perhaps the reality of the world.

Little Fatty and the others weren't exaggerating; the new teacher was clearly more beautiful and attractive than the boys had described. Her sweet and friendly smile could win anyone over. She was very tall, about 170 centimeters, with long limbs and a long torso, but she gave off a very well-proportioned and perfect impression.

I also clapped enthusiastically, welcoming her and adopting the demeanor of a little lecher. This was all because I had heard the information about me reported by that 'Xi Rongrong,' and I was playing along.

Sure enough, a 'Ariadhi Mama! Please take care of me!' was heard." Lu Sijia gave a perfect bow, still sporting her warm, sunny smile (I'm sure one of those smiles and glances were directed at me), and then introduced herself in Mandarin: "My name is Lu Sijia, I'm 24 years old, and I just returned from studying in Japan..."

Damn! Another one who returned from studying in Japan! Saying she's from Taoyuan County? I don't believe it! Is it really necessary to study in Japan to teach elementary school?

Principal Hua suggested that Ms. Lu teach this class, and then he and Mr. Hu Ding sat in the back to observe.

Mr. Hu's expression wasn't very pleasant.

Annoying as I was, Lu Sijia's lesson was still quite good, very lively, with standard grammar and clear pronunciation. Xi, with a pleasant voice, witty and humorous, and a knack for engaging her students, had captivated the entire class, making them fond of this new teacher. I couldn't help but admire her.

After class, when Principal Hua left with a smile, the students had already surrounded the new teacher. Only I, uninterested, and the dejected Teacher Hu remained unmoved.

On the way home, I considered calling my twelfth aunt to ask her to handle the safety of my mother and sister, but then I remembered that phone calls weren't actually safe. I didn't know if the Black Dragon Society had the power to wirelessly intercept calls, so I gave up the idea.

My sisters were also preoccupied, unable to even feign happiness.

"Take this!"

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