[Fantasy] Linglong's Feud (Complete) - Chapters 31-33

Chapter 62

Yang Xiaoling huddled under the covers, still sobbing on the bed. Her bare arms stretched out, her hands gripping the edge of the blanket tightly, her half-exposed, snow-white shoulders heaving. Tears soaked a large patch of the pillow. She wiped it away, turned over, turned her face inward, paused, and continued to cry. Cheng Jin was

at a loss, thinking, "I can't believe my mother is so stubborn. Her body has already been defiled by so many men, why be stingy with her own son?"

Remembering his mother's words, fearing she might contemplate suicide, he watched her for a while longer. After crying for a while, Yang Xiaoling finally crawled out from under the covers and put on her clothes. Her lower body was soaked with her own fluids, flowing down her thighs, and her vagina was still leaking her own son's semen, but Yang Xiaoling ignored it, casually putting on her clothes and sitting in a chair, lost in thought. After sitting there for a while, her eyes red, she buried her head on the table and began to cry again. Cheng Jin was at a loss.

Seeing Yun'er peeking curiously from behind, he immediately called her over and instructed her, "You take good care of that lady inside. If anything happens to her, I'll hold you responsible, you little brat!"

Yun'er pouted and said, "Master, you made her cry, and now you expect me, a mere child, to clean up your mess!"

Cheng Jin raised his hand and lightly patted her on the head, scolding, "You're so talkative! I'm not joking with you, you need to keep a close eye on her."

Yun'er laughed and said, "You're afraid she'll commit suicide, right? Then I'll stay with her twelve hours a day, even sleeping with her, is that alright?" Cheng Jin laughed and said

, "Then your family... " "What will happen to Miss if no one takes care of her?"

Yun'er stuck out her tongue and said, "It's a problem you've given me, young master. What can we maids do?"

Cheng Jin smiled and lightly smacked her bottom, saying, "Go in and keep her company for a while, but be careful. If you make her happy, I'll reward you handsomely!"

Yun'er laughed and asked, "What will you reward me with?"

Cheng Jin said, "You little devil, it's been so long since anyone has laid hands on me. How about I reluctantly help you relieve your boredom?"

Yun'er blushed and said shyly, "Young master, don't you have enough women? You don't have time to remember Yun'er. You're just making fun of us little maids!"

She turned her head and walked into the room.

Watching Yun'er push open the door and enter the room, Cheng Jin quickly hid outside the door to listen. When Yang Xiaoling saw Yun'er go in, she looked up at her and continued to sob softly on the table. Yun'er was indeed sharp-tongued. After a long while, she finally managed to make Yang Xiaoling stop crying and get up to talk to her.

Cheng Jin overheard his mother chatting with Yun'er. Although she only responded to one or two sentences out of every seven or eight Yun'er spoke, his mood calmed down considerably. He thought to himself, "I can't pressure Mother now. I'll come back to check on her in a couple of days..." and

quietly slipped out.

Cheng Jin walked back dejectedly, pondering, "Since Yun'er can keep Mother calm, nothing unexpected should happen. But... but Mother is so stubborn. How can I find a way to make her change her mind?"

He passed by his room without realizing it. Hearing footsteps, Zhao Shuangling, who was already leaning against the door waiting, saw her husband walk past without even looking up. She couldn't help but call out softly, "Husband..."

Cheng Jin stopped, turned around, and frowned, saying, "What are you doing running around with your big belly? Go back and rest."

Zhao Shuangling knew perfectly well what he had been doing; she could hear the woman's moans from inside from afar. Seeing Cheng Jin seemingly ignoring her, she felt wronged, lowered her head, and said "Oh," remaining standing still.

Cheng Jin sighed, "Good girl, listen to me."

He turned around, went over to help her, and slowly walked back.

Zhao Shuangling sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at Cheng Jin, and whispered, "Husband... who... who is that woman? Why are you afraid Father will find out?"

Cheng Jin was already irritated; he snorted, sat down, and didn't answer.

Zhao Shuangling continued, "She...she...if she is Father's woman, then husband, you were just...and...and there with her again..."

Her face flushed, she bit her lip, and whispered, "If we want to keep it from Father, we...we should give her more money and send her away from Suzhou...it's not convenient for her to stay here any longer..."

Cheng Jin said impatiently, "I know what I'm doing, don't worry about me!"

He thought to himself that since Zhao Kunhua was dead, there was no need to worry about this anymore.

Zhao Shuangling lowered her head, her eyes red, and said, "If she's just my husband's woman, then... then... then it would be better to just give her a title and take her as a concubine... it's better than this

sneaking around..." Cheng Jin was already annoyed, and her nagging only fueled his anger. He snapped, "Didn't you hear me telling you to shut up? Don't meddle in my business!"

Hearing his harsh tone, a few tears fell from Zhao Shuangling's eyes. She said, "Yes. But..."

Cheng Jin's pent-up anger finally erupted, and he couldn't stop himself. He said, "Do you want to know who she is? Fine, I'll tell you, she's my own mother! My own mother, you know? That's your mother-in-law! What nonsense are you spouting..."

Zhao Shuangling's face immediately turned bright red, and she stammered, "Is... is that so? Then... then you were just with her... with her that... that... that..."

She was stunned, unsure how to phrase it.

In his anger, Cheng Jin blurted out the truth. Thinking there was no danger now, and not caring if his wife found out, he sneered, "Is that not allowed?"

Zhao Shuangling never expected this. Her tongue was tied, and she looked timidly at her husband, feeling as if she had a thousand words to say, but couldn't utter a single one.

Cheng Jin said, "Let me tell you, your father was never a good person. Our Dragon God Gang has killed and burned, what evil things haven't we done? Kidnapping a few girls for fun is just a small matter. Your husband is now the gang leader, inheriting your father's mantle, so naturally he's no good either. Hehe!"

Zhao Shuangling felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Although she had vaguely felt that her father and husband were not doing anything good outside, hearing him admit to being a wicked person who had committed all sorts of evil deeds, even raping his own mother, she couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in her heart. She covered her face and began to sob.

Upon seeing her cry, Cheng Jin's anger subsided, and he could no longer lash out. He sighed, "Why are you crying? Do you hate me? Or do you hate yourself for being born into the wrong family and marrying the wrong man?"

Zhao Shuangling shook her head, her eyes red, and looked up at Cheng Jin, whispering through her tears, "No matter how bad you are, you're still my husband..."

Thinking that her life was already entrusted to him and could not be changed, she felt extremely heartbroken and covered her face, crying again.

Hearing her words, Cheng Jin was stunned for a moment, then sighed, "Alright, alright, don't cry. No matter how bad I am, I'm still your husband, and you're still my wife..."

For a moment, he didn't even know what he was saying. Hearing this, Zhao Shuangling cried even louder, her nose twitching, her body trembling slightly as she sobbed.

Seeing her crying like this, Cheng Jin felt a pang of heartache and said softly, "Don't cry. No matter how bad your husband is, he still loves his wife. Be good, don't cry!"

He gently stroked her hair, kissed her forehead lightly, and said, "Lie down and rest. Don't cry yourself sick."

He helped her lie down slowly.

Hearing his comforting words, Zhao Shuangling's sobs gradually subsided. Her eyes were red as she looked at Cheng Jin and whispered, "Will you really love me?"

Cheng Jin smiled slightly and said, "Yes, I'll love you to death..."

He kissed her cheek gently again. A smile appeared on Zhao Shuangling's face, and she slowly closed her eyes.

Cheng Jin sighed softly, slowly walked out, and gently closed the door, afraid of making a sound.

Back at the Dragon God Gang, the sun was already setting. A man was pacing anxiously in the hall; Cheng Jin recognized him as one of the spies sent to gather intelligence in the city.

Upon seeing Cheng Jin, the man exclaimed, "Gang Leader Cheng… something's happened again…"

Cheng Jin frowned and asked, "What is it?"

The man replied, "Our two spies in the city disappeared this morning!"

Cheng Jin exclaimed, "What? They were just sent out yesterday, and they're gone today! You're all useless!"

The man said, "Yes. That Prefect Luo is really something… Besides… those two are locals, I… I think maybe the officials recognize them as members of our gang…" Cheng Jin said, "

Hmm, if that's the case… send two new faces instead."

He ordered someone to summon the Zhang brothers, whom he had recruited last year when they subdued the Iron Nail Gang in Jiading, and reassigned them to the city as spies.

"Once you're in the city, don't stay at our branch anymore; stay at an inn! Here's one hundred taels of silver; come back for more if you need more,"

Cheng Jin instructed after giving his orders.

The Zhang brothers, named Zhang Rushan and Zhang Ruhai, were delighted to hear that there was a hundred taels of silver and that they could stay in the city—a fantastic offer. They happily accepted the assignment and left.

Cheng Jin, having failed to manage his mother's affairs and facing difficulties at the gang, was in a bad mood. He gave a few perfunctory instructions to the gang members and went into the back room, where he bumped into two henchmen coming out. Cheng Jin shouted, "What are you two doing in there? Didn't you hear me say you're not allowed to touch the women inside?"

The two men, startled by Cheng Jin, froze for a moment. One stammered, "It was...it was Young Master Wu...who told us...to move those women into the room..."

Cheng Jin asked, "Which women?"

"It was...it was...the wife of Chief Zhao...and...Miss He...to carry...to Jingnu's room..."

"Did you touch them?"

The two men exchanged a glance, and one stammered, "It was...it was Young Master Wu who said...that he was acting on the Chief's orders...to tell...to tell us to go. I...we dared not disobey..."

Cheng Jin frowned. "Is that so?"

He thought to himself, "That brat Hu Zi actually lied to me; I'll have to teach him a lesson." He waved his hand and said, "You two go out first. If what you said isn't true, hmph!"

He walked inside, but didn't see Hu Zi. Instead, he went to Qin Jing's room first. Cheng Jin thought to himself, "Let's go in and see how those bitches are doing."

Just as he was about to push open the door, he suddenly heard a woman's voice inside, "Mother... I... we're in his hands, let's endure it for now. The net of heaven is vast, one day that little thief surnamed Murong will die without a burial..."

Before she could finish speaking, the door was kicked open with a "bang," and the "little thief surnamed Murong" was standing outside.

Cheng Jin recognized the speaker as Zhao Shuangru, and immediately walked in with a dark face. Upon seeing him, Zhao Shuangru's pretty face turned deathly pale, and she couldn't speak. As Cheng Jin approached step by step, she shrank back.

With a scream, Zhao Shuangru received a heavy kick to the waist, trembling all over and flailing her legs in pain. Cheng Jin smiled coldly, and then kicked again, passing through Zhao Shuangru's slightly parted legs, striking her groin. Zhao Shuangru broke out in a cold sweat, foaming at the mouth, and collapsed to the ground, groaning repeatedly.

"Damn it, I've been fucking you for so long, and you still haven't learned your lesson? Do you want this little thief to die?"

Cheng Jin

's face darkened, and he kicked again. With a "yikes," Madam Zhao leaped onto her daughter. Cheng Jin's kick landed squarely on her snow-white buttocks. Madam Zhao groaned and cried, "Please, don't hit Ru'er... she... she's pregnant... please..."

Cheng Jin was stunned and blurted out, "How long has it been?"

Madam Zhao cried, "About three months..."

Cheng Jin calculated that he had captured Zhao Shuangru about three months ago, and sneered, "Three months? Who knows if it's my child? Maybe it's someone surnamed Lu, what does it have to do with me?"

Zhao Shuangru had been in his hands the whole time, but he and Hu Zi, two grown men, were completely clueless and couldn't possibly see that she was pregnant. Shuangyao was still young and didn't understand either. This time, after meeting her mother and spending a day together, Madam Zhao immediately realized.

Zhao Shuangru was convulsing in pain and couldn't make a sound. She had no idea whose child was in her womb. Madam Zhao cried, "It must be yours..."

She thought that the man surnamed Lu was already dead, so she didn't need to worry about him; her priority was to ensure her safety.

Cheng Jin sneered at Madam Zhao, "How do you know? Trying to fool me?"

He kicked her thigh several times. Madam Zhao gritted her teeth, tightly protecting her daughter, enduring the beating.

Cheng Jin was already in a bad mood and wanted to vent his anger. Seeing Madam Zhao protecting her daughter like this, he didn't care about anything else and kicked her naked body repeatedly. Madam Zhao had never suffered such abuse before; she broke out in a cold sweat, her hands and feet trembling, clinging tightly

to Zhao Shuangru, sobbing softly. After kicking for a while, Cheng Jin's legs grew tired, and he stopped, squatting down. Madam Zhao, bruised and battered, could no longer hold her daughter tightly. Cheng Jin gently pushed her off Zhao Shuangru.

Cheng Jin grabbed Zhao Shuangru's chin and sneered, "You little slut, tell me yourself, whose child is it?"

Seeing his狰狞 (zhengning, meaning ferocious/hideous) expression, Zhao Shuangru dared not answer rashly, and stammered, "Is...is it Young Master Cheng's child?"

Cheng Jin sneered, "You're quite discerning, but how do you know it's not Young Master Hu's?"

Zhao Shuangru had been raped by both Cheng Jin and Hu Zi on the same day, making it impossible to determine whose child she was carrying. Hu Zi had raped her almost daily, while Cheng Jin only visited every few days, making Hu Zi's child more likely. But now she could only insist it was Cheng Jin's, trembling as she said, "I...I...Ru Nu knows."

Even knowing her words weren't entirely true, Cheng Jin was still quite pleased. His good mood lessened considerably. He reached out and squeezed Zhao Shuangru's breast, saying, "You bitch, you still want to lie to me? But I don't want to bully a pregnant woman, so I'll let you off the hook today! Humph!"

His gaze swept over the faces of the women in the room, then he turned and left, ignoring them. The four women dared not meet his gaze, their heads bowed. Only after he left the room and closed the door did they let out a long sigh of relief.

He went to his aunt and sister's room, where he found his sister and Aqi still asleep. Yang Xiangling blushed when she saw Cheng enter. Seeing Cheng Jin's sullen expression, she softly asked, "Xiao Jin, what's wrong?"

Cheng Jin lay down beside Yang Xiangling, holding his aunt in his arms. Looking at her charming face, he couldn't help but kiss her, then sighed and said, "My mother knows I'm Xiao Jin." "Your mother... won't let you touch her anymore?"

"Yes!"

"Oh, I shouldn't have let you touch her anymore."

"No, no, I love you, Auntie, I want you, I want you now."

Cheng Jin untied the sash of Yang Xiangling's dress. Yang Xiangling symbolically pushed Cheng Jin's hand away, but seeing it was no use, she pulled her clothes over her face. Cheng Jin then pulled them off. He cupped Yang Xiangling's face in his hands and kissed her repeatedly. Slowly, Cheng Jin slipped his tongue into his aunt's mouth. Yang Xiangling involuntarily wrapped her arms around her nephew's neck and passionately returned the kiss...

As they kissed, Yang Xiangling reached for Cheng Jin's crotch. Cheng Jin knew Yang Xiangling couldn't hold back any longer, so he quickly stripped off his aunt's clothes, his tongue and hands roaming over her fair, full, and smooth body. Yang Xiangling moaned passionately, her hands grabbing wildly at Cheng Jin's body.

"Jin, I want it!"

Cheng Jin quickly stripped off his clothes, grasped his swollen, purplish-red penis, and thrust it into his aunt's vagina, pumping. Yang Xiangling's moans had turned into a continuous, melodious song, intensely stimulating Cheng Jin's pleasure. He controlled his urge to ejaculate, tightly embracing his aunt's body, his genitals pressing against hers as he thrust. Suddenly, Yang Xiangling let out a high-pitched scream, her fingers digging deeply into Cheng Jin's flesh as she held her nephew. Cheng Jin could no longer hold back; a torrent of fluid gushed forth. Cheng Jin knew that his aunt's body was now his.

Yan'er and Aqi had long been awakened by this alluring scene, their desires overflowing, their hands groping their bodies...

Chapter 63 Better to Return

Cheng Jin walked out of the room and bumped into Hu Zi. He was about to question Hu Zi about ordering his subordinates in his name when he heard Hu Zi laugh and call out, "Young Master is back! Did you see Madam? How is she? I've found the big house you asked for!"

Cheng Jin said happily, "Found it? So fast?"

Hu Zi said, "Yes, ten miles west of the foot of the mountain, there is a family named Lian. They have five or six people living in a house about the same size as Zhao Kunhua's. They've been poor lately, and they can't even afford to support their only old servant. So they want to sell their ancestral house and buy a smaller house in the city. They can use the remaining money to start a small business."

Cheng Jin said, "That sounds good. But what was the background of this Lian family? Why are they poor now? I don't want to cause any trouble by living in their house!"

Hu Zi laughed He said, “I’ve inquired about it. The great-grandfather of the Lian family was a very influential figure during the Mongol rule. I don’t know exactly how influential he was, but I know the Mongols valued him highly. At that time, the Lian family in Suzhou was considered a prominent family in Jiangnan. After the Mongol Tartars were driven out of the Central Plains by Emperor Taizu, their family naturally declined.”

Cheng Jin laughed, “So each generation is worse than the last, until now they’re so poor they have to sell their ancestral property?”

Hu Zi said, “Exactly.”

Cheng Jin said, “Emperor Taizu has been in power for over thirty years. These past few decades haven’t been easy for their family, haha! Very good, let’s buy it from him. How much silver does the Lian family want?”

Hu Zi said, “Two hundred taels.”

Cheng Jin laughed, “If it’s really as big as the Zhao family’s, two hundred taels is too cheap. The Lian family is really poor! Alright, come with me to see the house tomorrow.”

Thinking that this big house would be his happy nest in the future, Cheng Jin couldn’t help but feel longing for it, and even forgot the question he had just wanted to ask Hu Zi.

Excitedly, Cheng Jin, eager to share the good news with his sister and aunt, left Hu Zi behind and headed straight for his sister's room. He ran into the person delivering dinner at the door. Cheng Jin glanced at the dishes, frowned, and said, "You're eating this kind of stuff again? Go get a good meal, I want some too."

He told the person delivering the food to go to the kitchen to prepare more food and drinks, then pushed open the door and went into the room.

Cheng Jin entered the room with a smile; Yang Xiangling, Yan'er, and Aqi were sitting and chatting, dressed smartly. Cheng Jin laughed, "What are you talking about? I have good news. I've found a house and I'll buy it tomorrow. You'll have a new house to live in soon!"

Yan'er smiled slightly and said, "Really?"

Cheng Jin laughed, "Yes? You'll be able to leave here soon. Aren't you happy?"

Yan'er hummed in agreement. Yang Xiangling said, "Xiao Jin, we just discussed this. What do you think of this matter?"

Cheng Jin asked, "What is it?"

Yang Xiangling said, "Xiao Jin, you've endured humiliation and hardship, and now you've finally avenged your great enemy and rescued your sister and me. Although you've taken over the Dragon God Gang now, but... but the Dragon God Gang is not a benevolent force. The people here are all... all... none of them are good people..."

Thinking that almost everyone here had raped him, he couldn't help but blush slightly.

Cheng Jin said, "I know they're not good people, but am I a good person now? Aunt, what advice do you have?"

Yang Xiangling said, "Your sister, Aqi, and I have thought about it. How about... how about... let's go back to Wuchang... forget about the Dragon God Gang and Phoenix God Gang. Take your mother with you, go back to Wuchang, and we'll start over... Xiao Jin, if you've done anything bad over the years, it was out of necessity. Now you don't have to be at the mercy of others, do you still want to continue being a bad person?"

Cheng Jin hesitated and remained silent. Yang Xiangling continued, "Leave the Dragon God Gang and return to being a young master of the Murong family. The Murong family has always been chivalrous..." "First of all, as long as you stop raping and plundering and properly restore Chunhua Sect, no one in the martial arts world will remember your past. They will only remember the tale of Young Hero Murong cleverly killing his enemy and rescuing his family. Don't you think so?"

Cheng Jin recalled his parents' teachings from childhood, and his heart surged with emotion: "Can I...can I really go back to what I was before? Can I still be the chivalrous swordsman I dreamed of as a child, roaming the world with a sword, fighting evil and helping the needy?"

But that would mean giving up the vast foundation of the Dragon God Gang and the Zhao family, and being able to dominate a region and command the wind and rain... Thinking of all the things he had painstakingly obtained over the years, how could he bear to part with them?

Seeing his unsettled state, Yang Xiangling continued, "Aqi said she...she only wants to follow a chivalrous man from a reputable family, not a notorious bandit...If you leave the Dragon God Gang, she...she's willing to serve you like a slave for the rest of her life!"

Aqi exclaimed, "Mother...I...I...I didn't...I didn't say that..."

Yang Xiangling took her hand, squeezed it gently, and whispered, "If he's willing to reform, what's wrong with marrying him?"

Aqi blushed, unable to think of anything wrong, and softly murmured an "Mmm.

" Cheng Jin's gaze swept over Aqi's body, gazing at her beautiful face and slender figure, and his heart pounded. He reached out and gently touched Aqi's face, softly saying, "Is that so, Cousin Qi?"

Aqi blushed at his lustful gaze, and only softly murmured another "Mmm."

Cheng Jin thought, "My cousin Aqi has never been willing to serve me properly... Even if I force her to stay, she always seems unwilling, and in the long run she might just be a troublemaker... If... if I listened to my aunt, then... then... such a beautiful woman would all be mine... Besides... restoring Chunhua Gate and upholding justice, isn't that what I've always dreamed of? That way, I could start over with dignity..."

His heart surged, and a surge of heroic spirit rose in his chest.

Seeing him deep in thought, Yang Xiangling exchanged a glance with Yan'er and sat quietly. When Cheng Jin finally settled down and exhaled, Yang Xiangling said, "Alright, Xiao Jin?"

Cheng Jin replied, "Alright! Very good..."

Yang Xiangling was overjoyed and said, "If you've really decided, I'll go talk to your mother and ask her to agree. If you're leaving, then we should leave as soon as possible..." Cheng Jin

said, "Auntie, can you persuade my mother...? If that's the case, I'd give up the Dragon God Gang, even an emperor, for her. Oh... but it's getting late, let's talk about it tomorrow." The thought of

leaving soon made him feel a little reluctant. Fortunately, the food and wine arrived, so Cheng Jin said, "You haven't had a proper meal in a long time, have you? Now, eat heartily, and we can talk about other things later!" He

sat down casually.

Cheng Jin picked up the wine bottle and poured a glass for everyone, saying, "No matter what, we've gotten rid of that old scoundrel Zhao, let's all have a drink to celebrate..."

After a joyful meal, it was already past midnight. Cheng Jin didn't mention returning to Wuchang at all, but instead embraced his sister and tried to be intimate. Yan'er hesitated, pushing him away a few times, but he eventually succeeded. Yang Xiangling and her daughter were also itching with desire, blushing and unsure whether to sit or lie down. Since Cheng Jin hadn't provoked them, they wouldn't offer themselves up. Finally, after Cheng Jin finished his debauchery and fell fast asleep, the mother and daughter carefully lay down on their sides on the bed.

The next morning, Cheng Jin called Hu Zi to go see the new house. As they walked and chatted, Cheng Jin told Hu Zi about his aunt's suggestion from the previous night, saying, "I want to go back to Wuchang and become Young Master Murong of my Chunhua Sect again. What do you think?"

Hu Zi was taken aback and asked, "What about the gang?" Cheng Jin

smiled bitterly and said, "How can I go back to Wuchang with such a burden? Of course, I'll leave it alone. You come back with me, and I'll find you a good wife there. We can all be decent people..."

Thinking about it, he felt it was quite absurd that the leader of the Dragon God Gang needed to reform and start anew.

Tiger paused, pondered for a moment, and said, "Young Master, do you really think we can live upright lives?"

Cheng Jin glared and said, "Why not?"

Tiger said, "Hehe! Young Master, when you see a beautiful woman now, what's your first thought? Isn't it to take her down, regardless of whether she wants to or not, and just take her down?"

Cheng Jin was taken aback, his face flushed, and he said, "Well... not necessarily..."

Tiger laughed, "Young Master, you don't need to lie to yourself. You've even slept with the Madam and the Miss. Even if you were to return to your role as the Murong Young Hero, who in the martial world would respect you?"

Cheng Jin forced a smile and said, "Who in the martial world would know? Anyone who dares to talk nonsense, I'll cut off their head with one stroke..."

Tiger laughed, "Cut off their head with one stroke? Is that how the Murong family of Chunhua Sect does things?"

Cheng Jin's face flushed again, and he remained silent.

Tiger said seriously, "From now on, when you see a beautiful woman, you'll definitely feel itchy inside. But back then, you'll be Young Hero Murong, not Chief Cheng, so you'll have to put on the act of a virtuous gentleman. Think about how hard that is, being restricted in everything you do... And people will inevitably know your background, so they'll naturally be wary of you. Do you really think being Young Hero Murong is so easy?"

Cheng Jin said sadly, "Alas! It's hard to wash dirty feet clean, but I can only try to clean them slowly."

Tiger said, "Young Master, you've worked so hard for so many years, finally acquiring so much of Old Zhao's property. Are you really willing to give it all up? To abandon the days of being a powerful figure here, to go back to Wuchang for that empty title? Here we..." "Do whatever you want, play with whichever woman you want, isn't that wonderful? Back in Wuchang, tell me, who will listen to you? Who will respect you there? Besides, Chunhua Sect is gone, how easy is it to restore it! There's a lot of suffering waiting for you, how can it compare to the pleasures you have here?"

Cheng Jin felt annoyed and said, "That's true."

Hu Zi said, "Young Master, you really need to think this through. Is it more enjoyable to be the leader of the Dragon God Gang, or to go back to being the laughingstock of Young Master Murong?"

Cheng Jin sighed and said, "Let's talk about this later."

He felt that returning to Wuchang was the right path, but as Hu Zi said, he was truly unwilling to give up everything here. He was extremely satisfied with being the leader of the Dragon God Gang, and he had no idea whether he could truly handle the constrained life after returning to the righteous path.

Feeling depressed, he walked slowly to the door of the large house that Hu Zi had contacted.

Upon seeing the buyer, the homeowner warmly welcomed him. Cheng Jin observed that the house, with its many buildings, certainly possessed the grandeur of a wealthy household, though it had fallen into disrepair over the years, with many parts in a dilapidated state. However, two hundred taels of silver was indeed a good deal, so he agreed to the transaction and arranged for the house to be handed over the next day. The homeowner, overjoyed with the money, had already packed his valuables and was ready to leave immediately. He invited Cheng Jin and Hu Zi to have lunch, but Cheng Jin, preoccupied with important matters and not wanting to return to the Dragon God Gang too soon, readily accepted. He then instructed Hu Zi to quickly find some craftsmen to renovate the entire house.

After lunch, Hu Zi went into town to find craftsmen and purchase furniture, while Cheng Jin rested in a side room. The house was so large that it could easily accommodate dozens of wives and concubines. Cheng Jin pondered where his mother and aunt would live, how many maids they would need, and so on. He realized he wouldn't need such a large space, and separating them too far apart wouldn't be convenient. Ideally, they would live in the same courtyard, making it easy for them to see each other, and also convenient for him to visit them later. He wondered, should they live in the innermost courtyard, or the outer one? The eastern courtyard was spacious enough, but the fragrance of orchids outside the western courtyard seemed quite pleasant…

He thought for a long time, but couldn't come to a conclusion and couldn't sleep at all. He sat up, thinking, "Thinking about it is useless. I can decide after the house is beautifully decorated. My mother's situation is quite troublesome; how can I find a way to get her permission?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't sit still any longer and hurriedly went out the door, heading straight for the Zhao residence.

Before he even reached the Zhao residence, he saw a fast horse galloping towards him on the official road. Upon seeing Cheng Jin, the man on horseback froze for a moment, then reined in his horse and dismounted.

In Chapter 64, Cheng Jin

recognized him as Zhang Ruhai, the younger of the Zhang brothers who had been sent into the city as spies the day before. He frowned and said, "I told you to gather information in the city, what are you doing running out?" Zhang

Ruhai's face was deathly pale, and he stammered, "Cheng... Chief Cheng... my... my brother was arrested by the authorities... I only managed to escape because I was clever..."

Several members of the Dragon God Gang had mysteriously disappeared in the city, and Cheng Jin was deeply troubled by this, wondering what tricks the authorities had used. Now that someone had actually escaped the enemy's search, he was overjoyed and asked, "How did the authorities know about you? Do we have a traitor among us? Do they have many powerful experts?"

Zhang Ruhai blushed and said, "No...no...it was...it was in a brothel..."

Cheng Jin asked in astonishment, "What?"

Zhang Ruhai lowered his head and said, "My brother was captured in a brothel..."

Cheng Jin said angrily, "What was he doing in a brothel?"

Zhang Ruhai said, "Well...going to a brothel is obviously to find...to play with prostitutes..."

Cheng Jin sneered: "The government even arrests people who patronize prostitutes? Heh heh, did you get drunk and blurt out your identity?"

Zhang Ruhai hurriedly said, "No, no. It was someone else who provoked us. There was this guy who kept going against us, demanding that my brother give him that courtesan named Ruyue. My brother got angry and fought with him. That guy was no match for my brother, and he went back with a bruised and swollen face... and then... and then the government came knocking on our door a little while later..."

Cheng Jin was furious and slapped Zhang Ruhai hard across the face, knocking him to the ground. Cheng Jin roared, "I summoned you to the city on important business! Don't you know the government is targeting us lately? Don't you know your lives are in their hands? Damn it, it's one thing for the two of you to secretly drink, but you even went to a brothel to fight over women and cause trouble! Do you want to die? Damn it!"

Thinking that his men were more trouble than they were worth, he figured Zhang Rushan, who had been arrested by the government, would naturally be investigated. Once his identity was discovered, he would be severely tortured, and under torture, the coward would spill everything about the gang. Thus, he would be at a great disadvantage in his battle of wits with the prefect. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He kicked Zhang Ruhai, sending him flying more than ten feet away, rolling on the ground in pain.

But despite his anger, he was helpless for the moment. Cheng Jin shouted, "Go back to the gang and wait for my orders, damn it!"

He angrily ignored him and walked towards the Zhao residence.

Meanwhile, Yun'er was accompanying Shuangling as she did her embroidery. Suzhou embroidery is renowned for its exquisite craftsmanship, especially during the Ming Dynasty. Women from both official and commoner families in Suzhou were skilled in embroidery from a young age. Since Cheng Jin entered the household, the two had long neglected this art. Today, with nothing else to do, they dug out the work they had started before the New Year and began working on it while chatting idly.

Cheng Jin stormed in, and was taken aback to see them doing needlework. He chuckled, "Ling'er, you can do this too?"

Shuang Ling smiled slightly and said, "Your wife isn't some useless person who just sits around eating for free!"

Cheng Jin said, "Yes, yes, my wife is skillful and clever; it's my blessing..."

He rambled on for a few moments, then quietly asked Yun'er, "How is she?"

Yun'er sighed softly and said, "I couldn't persuade her, so she went to buy Buddha statues and incense for someone. You decide what to do."

Cheng Jin was startled and asked, "What Buddha statues and incense?"

Yun'er sighed, "I can't explain it clearly; you'll have to ask her yourself."

Shuang Ling glanced over and gently shook her head. Cheng Jin thought that the two of them must have already discussed what they knew about his mother, and felt quite embarrassed. He chuckled awkwardly and said, "Then... then I'll go take a look..." He

quickly slipped out of the room.

As Cheng Jin walked, his heart pounded with unease: "What Buddha statue and incense? What is Mother up to?"

Before he even reached Yang Xiaoling's door, he heard the rhythmic tapping of a wooden fish drum coming from inside. His heart pounded with anxiety, Cheng Jin gently pushed open the door.

He saw Yang Xiaoling, dressed in plain white robes, her hair tied high with a hairpin, kneeling on a prayer mat, one hand holding prayer beads and the other lightly tapping the wooden fish drum. In front of her was a wooden table with a bronze Buddha statue on it, and in front of the statue was an incense burner with three sticks of incense. There wasn't a breath of wind in the room; the three sticks of incense smoke rose straight up, spreading wider as they went, filling the room with the fragrance of incense.

Cheng Jin cried out, "Mother... what are you doing?"

The sound of the wooden fish abruptly stopped, and Yang Xiaoling slowly turned around, saying gently, "Get out. I don't want to see you again."

Cheng Jin said, "I'm your son! If you won't see me, who else will you see?"

Yang Xiaoling sighed softly and said, "I don't want to see anyone. If you still consider me your mother, then don't bother me anymore. Let me stay here and cultivate in peace..."

She turned her head back, and the sound of the wooden fish began again, ignoring Cheng Jin.

Cheng Jin never expected his mother to say such a thing. The suddenness of the event left him stunned, standing by the door, unsure of what to do.

After a long while, Cheng Jin said in a hoarse voice, "Mother... just admit it's my fault. Don't be like this... knocking on this broken wooden fish all day is so boring!"

He rushed forward and snatched the wooden fish mallet from Yang Xiaoling's hand.

Yang Xiaoling slowly turned her head again, her delicate face expressionless, and said slowly, "Then what else do you want from your mother?"

"What else! What else!"

Cheng Jin slammed the wooden fish mallet to the ground, shouting, "I... I've endured humiliation and hardship for so many years, all for... for avenging my family's blood feud, to rescue my mother and sister from their misery. I... I've suffered for so many years, I... I've finally avenged my family, I've rescued my loved ones, I have such a large fortune! What else do I want? What else do I want? I just want my family to live happily ever after, not... not for my mother to keep hitting this broken wooden fish all day!"

He kicked the wooden fish away, sending it crashing against the wall of the room, landing on the ground with several thuds, still rolling around.

Yang Xiaoling said slowly, "You've already rescued your mother, she's fine now. Is there anything else you're not satisfied with?" She

silently walked over and picked up the wooden fish and mallet from the ground.

Cheng Jin cried out, "No...it's not like that...this...this...what's so good about this?"

Yang Xiaoling gave a bitter smile and said, "You've already rescued your mother. She doesn't have to be bullied every day anymore, she doesn't have to be trampled on by thousands of people anymore, she can be an innocent person again. What else are you dissatisfied with?"

A few tears silently streamed down her face. Yang Xiaoling quickly turned around and gently wiped away the tears on her face.

"No! No!"

Cheng Jin cried out, "Mother, what did you just say yesterday? You said you would always be mine, that you would always be with me, you said that, didn't you?"

He rushed forward and hugged Yang Xiaoling tightly from behind.

Yang Xiaoling struggled violently, crying out, "Let me go!"

Cheng Jin said, "I won't let go! Mother, what's wrong with you? Don't do this!"

Yang Xiaoling sighed, "Xiao Jin, do you really want your mother to die in front of you before you're satisfied?"

Hearing his mother mention "death" again, Cheng Jin had no choice but to release her arms, saying, "My sister and aunt are still waiting to see you! Don't you really want to see them?"

Yang Xiaoling was slightly stunned, and murmured, "I do want to. But I have no face to see them again, please don't say anything more!"

Cheng Jin couldn't understand why his sister and aunt had the face to see his mother, but his mother had no face to see them, and anxiously said, "Mother, why are you doing this? What's the point of living such a simple life when you have such good fortune? Why? The big house I found will be ready to live in soon, and then we'll have delicacies every day, fine silks and brocades, and a whole group of maids to serve us..."

Yang Xiaoling murmured: "Why? Why?" Yang Xiaoling

walked to a chair, sat down, exhaled, and looked up at Cheng Jin, saying, "Your mother came from a martial arts family, your maternal grandfather was skilled in both literature and martial arts, the Yang family is a scholarly family..."

Cheng Jin said, "I know."

Ignoring his interruption, Yang Xiaoling continued, "What does a woman want? Isn't it just to marry a good husband, have a few good children, be a good wife and mother, and live a peaceful life with her family? That's all. I used to think my life would be like that. Your father was capable and loved me very much; he was a good husband... You and your sister are both very well-behaved and good; I was very satisfied. At that time, I was thinking that I should find a good son-in-law for Yan'er, and in a few years, I would find you a good wife, so I could peacefully hold my grandchildren... But who knew..."

As she spoke, her eyes reddened again. Cheng Jin quietly handed her a handkerchief, which Yang Xiaoling took and gently wiped her eyes.

Yang Xiaoling said, "What's the most important word for a woman? Do you know? It's 'chastity'! It's 'chastity,' do you understand?"

She couldn't help but chuckle bitterly a few times, saying, "Xiaojin, you know what kind of humiliation your mother has suffered all these years. As a woman, I should have died long ago..."

Chengjin cried out, "Mother..."

Yang Xiaoling smiled bitterly, "But I didn't die. Li Deng treated me like a slave, constantly humiliating me in various ways, you saw it all. Your mother is useless, her body can't obey her own commands, she made so many lewd gestures, all of which my son saw..."

As she spoke, tears streamed down her face again, and Yang Xiaoling took a handkerchief and wiped away her tears.

Cheng Jin said softly, "Mother...it's not your fault...no one blames you. I'm your son, I won't look down on you, I really won't, believe me, Mother..."

Yang Xiaoling shook her hand and continued, "But my daughter is still in Zhao Kunhua's hands, my son is still in Li Deng's hands, and my little daughter...even if I wanted to die, I wouldn't dare to die..."

Unable to hold back any longer, she finally burst into tears.

Cheng Jin stepped forward and gently stroked her back. Yang Xiaoling flinched and said, "You...you shouldn't touch my body anymore!"

Cheng Jin froze, speechless, and slowly withdrew his hand.

Yang Xiaoling's sobs subsided slightly, then she continued, sobbing, "I'm so grateful to you for redeeming me from Li Deng. I thought, since I'm already a ruined woman, as long as my children are safe and sound and can live a happy life again, I'm truly willing to serve you, Young Master Cheng, like a slave. My body has always been so promiscuous, what's there to be ashamed of? Let it continue to be promiscuous."

Cheng Jin hurriedly said, "No...no, not promiscuous, no!"

He deeply regretted teasing his mother in such an obscene way yesterday.

"But who knew...who knew...you actually...actually..."

At this point, Yang Xiaoling was overcome with grief, covered her face with her hands, and began to sob uncontrollably. Cheng Jin was at a loss, wanting to offer words of comfort, but he didn't know how to begin.

Yang Xiaoling cried for a while, sobbing, "A person as lowly as me has been raped and humiliated by different people for eight years. There's not a single clean part of my body left. They played with my body day and night, and in the end, even my own son raped me like that... Tell me, what do I have left? What do I have left?"

The more she spoke, the more heartbroken she became, and her sobs gradually grew louder.

Cheng Jin was at a loss, shouting in his heart, "No! It's not that serious! It's really nothing!"

But at this moment, he didn't know how to say it.

After a while, Yang Xiaoling gradually stopped crying and said in a deep voice, "Now my daughter has been rescued, and my son... hehe, I don't need to worry about him anymore. I can die now..."

Cheng Jin cried out, "No!"

Yang Xiaoling smiled bitterly, "I've heard people say that a calm mind can cleanse one of worldly dust. Buddha said that the human body is just a stinking bag of skin. If this stinking bag of mine can be pure and free from desires, and have no dust in my heart, perhaps I can atone for the sins of my past life and regain my pure body. Xiao Jin, won't you even help your mother with this?"

Cheng Jin was speechless, cursing Buddha's ancestors to the eighteenth generation in his heart, and stammered, "This... it doesn't necessarily have to be this way, does it?"

But now his mother only wanted peace of mind, and in this respect, he was no match for Buddha. But why did his mother suddenly become like this? Was it simply because she discovered that she had been raped by her own son? Or was it because she no longer worried about the safety of her children and could now abandon all worldly affairs?

Yang Xiaoling sighed, "If Xiaojin is willing to help his mother, then please don't bother me anymore. Let me have some peace in my remaining years."

Chengjin cried, "Mother..."

Yang Xiaoling closed her eyes and said, "Go. If you have the ability, find a way to rescue your little sister who is still being bullied by Li Deng. Alas, she shouldn't have come into this world. Go." Chengjin had

no choice but to accept that his mother's mind was made up and could not be persuaded in a short time. He could only think of a long-term plan. He said, "Mother, I'll go first. You can use the maids outside as you like. They are all my people..."

He slowly walked out.

Just as he was about to step out the door, Yang Xiaoling suddenly said, "I swore that I would never let any man touch my body again. If I can't even get this last bit of purity, I don't want to live this miserable life."

Chengjin suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and gritted his teeth, "Yes!"

He walked out and gently closed the door. The sound of the wooden fish inside the door rang out again.

Watching Cheng Jin walk out dejectedly, Zhao Shuangling and Yun'er exchanged a glance and shook their heads. Zhao Shuangling said, "Since she's made up her mind, husband, please don't force her anymore..." Cheng Jin

looked up at her and sighed, "I dare not force her."

He thought to himself that she had endured such humiliation from his father, who tormented her day and night, yet she had never yielded. This showed how stubborn she was. Her words were so resolute; it seemed unlikely she would change her mind. This matter was extremely troublesome. He sighed again, feeling dejected.

Shuangling and Yun'er, faced with this awkward situation, didn't know what to say and could only sit quietly with him. Cheng Jin sat for a while, feeling quite bored. He stood up to leave, saying, "You all need to take good care of her. Let her eat meat if she wants, and vegetables if she wants. Let her eat whatever she likes. Don't neglect her."

Shuang Ling said, "I will."

Yun'er smiled and said, "How could my little maid dare to neglect the old lady? Young master, you can rest assured."

Upon hearing the words "old lady," Cheng Jin glared at her, shook his head, and left.

Back at the Dragon God Gang, Hu Zi hadn't returned yet. Zhang Ru Hai, who had neglected his duty and slipped back, was waiting in the hall, his body wrapped in bandages. Cheng Jin's palm and kick had been quite forceful.

Upon seeing him, Cheng Jin frowned and said, "You may leave. I'll call you if I need anything."

Zhang Ru Hai pleaded, "Gang Leader Cheng, you must save my brother!"

Cheng Jin shouted, "Save my ass! Doesn't he like to cause trouble? Let him cause as much trouble as he wants this time!"

He angrily ignored him.

He had no choice but to send other men into the city to gather information. Cheng Jin had repeatedly warned them not to cause trouble and to be careful, as he couldn't save them from any mess they made.

Cheng Jin was seething with anger. He had intended to tell his aunt and sister that he had bought the house, but he feared they would come again urging him to return to Wuchang quickly. He also didn't know how to tell them about his mother. Suddenly, he felt a strong urge to see his aunt and sister, and his frustration grew. After a moment's thought, he went into Qin Jing's room.

The Zhao family mother and daughter were already apprehensive upon seeing him again. Madam Zhao and Zhao Shuangru, who had just been beaten yesterday, dared not provoke him again, only turning slightly to the side, cautiously watching his every move.

Cheng Jin looked at the four naked, beautiful bodies and chuckled, "It's so cold, you bitches aren't wearing clothes, aren't you afraid of freezing to death? Hehe!"

It was late autumn, and a north wind was picking up outside. Although the Dragon God Gang was built on a mountain, it was surrounded by trees, and each room had a stove, so even without clothes, they didn't feel particularly cold.

The women, hearing his sudden question, were unsure of his intentions or if he was planning some strange way to punish them, and remained silent.

Cheng Jin sat down on the bed with a swagger, kicked Zhao Shuangru, and said, "Pregnant, huh? I'm looking for a pregnant woman right now. Your sister is carrying my child, and I'll pamper her. But I don't need to pamper you. Get up and fuck me!"

Zhao's wife and the others were now chained to a corner, just like Yang Xiangling and Yan'er had been before. However, while Yang Xiangling and the others still had some clothes to wear, Zhao's wife and the others, because of Cheng Jin's prohibition, were forbidden from approaching except by Cheng Jin and Hu Zi. Even the food deliverers only dared to steal a few glances, not daring to touch them. As a result, since being raped by Cheng Jin, Zhao's wife hadn't worn a single piece of clothing.

Zhao Shuangru glanced at Cheng Jin, not daring to disobey, and slowly crawled over. Her hands were chained behind her back, the long chains jingling as they coiled around the naked bodies of Madam Zhao and Zhao Shuangyao. Madam Zhao watched helplessly as her proudest daughter obediently climbed onto the bed, kneeling at the feet of her father's killer, her eyes red with despair.

Cheng Jin smiled contemptuously at Madam Zhao, unbuckled his belt, grabbed Zhao Shuangru's hair, and forced her head towards his crotch. Zhao Shuangru let out a soft cry, obediently opening her mouth and taking Cheng Jin's penis inside.

Cheng Jin chuckled, his hands reaching over Zhao Shuangru's body, fondling her breasts, while saying to Madam Zhao, "Old bitch, open your legs, let me see how much your cunt has been fucked these past few days?"

Madam Zhao bit her lip, her face flushing, her legs tightly shut, kneeling on the ground, motionless.

Cheng Jin sneered, "Don't you want to listen to me? I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget! Yao Nu, open your legs and let me see. Jing Nu, you too!"

Zhao Shuangyao blushed and secretly glanced at her mother, but Madam Zhao was looking at her with sorrowful eyes. Zhao Shuangyao turned her head to her aunt on the other side and saw Qin Jing lying on the ground, covering her face, her legs slowly spreading apart, a small silver ring tied to her shaved mons pubis.

Thinking that her own lower body was like that, Zhao Shuangyao blushed even more. She looked up at Cheng Jin, who was playing with her elder sister's body while watching her with a smile. With a "smack," Cheng Jin slapped Zhao Shuangru's buttocks, leaving a red handprint on her snow-white mound. Zhao Shuangru trembled and let out a soft cry, but she didn't dare to slack off and diligently sucked on Cheng Jin's penis.

Zhao Shuangyao lowered her head, closed her eyes, and slowly parted her legs, revealing the delicate vulva of a sixteen-year-old girl, vulva that had endured many blows from a penis.

Cheng Jin chuckled, "Hmm, not bad, not ruined.

It's so cute, all white and smooth. By the way, you haven't shaved this old slut's pubic hair yet, have you? Shave it all off when you have time, then it'll be just like your sister and daughter, haha! How about that?" Laughing, he watched Zhao's wife's uncomfortable state as he pulled Zhao Shuangru's body up and inserted his engorged penis, which had just swelled in her mouth, into her vulva.

"Oh..."

Zhao Shuangru knelt on the bed with her back to Cheng Jin, her tear-filled eyes meeting her mother's gaze. Her full breasts, hanging beneath her, bounced and trembled with Cheng Jin's defilement.

Cheng Jin chuckled lewdly, raping Zhao Shuangru while gleefully slapping her naked body. Zhao Shuangru gritted her teeth and silently endured, seeing her mother's body begin to tremble slightly.

Cheng Jin laughed at Madam Zhao, "How about it? Still not obedient? I've seen your cunt, I've even penetrated it, do you think I can't see it just because I didn't show it to you? Hehe! If you're not obedient, I'll take it out on your daughter later, and put a few rings on this little girl's buttocks too."

Zhao Shuangyao trembled slightly upon hearing this. Madam Zhao cried out, "You...you...shameless...if you're so capable, don't come here to bully us women!"

Cheng Jin sneered, "I just like to bully you, so what? Who told you to be Zhao the old thief's wife! Yao Nu, how many rings do you like on your buttocks?"

Zhao Shuangyao cried, "No...Yao'er doesn't want to..."

Cheng Jin snorted, "You have no choice but to obey, who told your mother to be disobedient!"

His penis thrust hard into the depths of Zhao Shuangru's vagina, saying, "Damn it, I'll pull that little bastard out of there!"

Zhao Shuangru cried out "Ah!" and sobbed softly. Zhao Shuangyao turned her head, looking pitifully at Madam Zhao.

Madam Zhao's eyes reddened, and she gritted her teeth, saying, "You...you...look all you want!"

She steeled herself, lay back on the ground, spread her legs, revealing a patch of dark pubic hair.

Cheng Jin laughed, "Is that good? But there's too much hair, I can't see clearly. Yao Nu, use your tongue to part those hairs, let me see, hahaha..."

While Cheng Jin was brutally raping Zhao Shuangru, he watched Zhao Shuangyao's cute little buttocks sticking out, her tongue licking her mother's vulva, laughing loudly. Madam Zhao closed her eyes and moaned shamefully, the "woo-woo" sounds relieving much of the pent-up anger in Cheng Jin's heart that day. He continued to ravage Zhao Shuangru's body with his penis...

The next morning, Cheng Jin rushed to the Zhao residence again.

But this time, Yang Xiaoling simply bolted the door. Hearing Cheng Jin arrive, she simply told him to leave, refusing to see him again. Despite Cheng Jin's desperate pleas, the incessant clattering of the wooden fish inside never ceased. After

much pleading, Cheng Jin, helpless, could only instruct Shuangling and Yun'er to take good care of her before reluctantly returning to the Dragon God Gang.

(Chapter 65, January 22nd)

For several days, Cheng Jin repeatedly returned to the Zhao residence, hoping his mother would change her mind. However, Yang Xiaoling was clearly determined and refused to let him in. Desperate, Cheng Jin would vent his anger on Madam Zhao and her daughter whenever he had free time, not even stepping into Yan'er's room for several days.

On this day, Hu Zi reported that the renovation of the main house was progressing smoothly. He had hired over a hundred craftsmen and cooks, working day and night to repair leaks and refresh the walls. In just a few days, the entire enormous house was renovated and would soon be habitable. Cheng Jin

was overjoyed upon hearing the news and immediately went to supervise the work. However, he was quite troubled about where to place his sister and the others in the future. He wandered around, observing for a long time, and finally found a row of houses on the east side with a pleasant environment. A long row of five large rooms connected together could each house his sister, aunt, and Aqi. It would be best if his mother could come here too; otherwise, a large Buddha statue could be placed in a hall in the next row for her to worship.

Upon thinking of the word "Buddha," Cheng Jin sighed and shook his head.

Tiger patted Cheng Jin on the shoulder and said, "Young Master, why are you sighing?"

Cheng Jin smiled slightly and said, "Nothing. I'm moving my sister and aunt over. How many maids do you think I'll need to serve them?"

Tiger laughed and said, "Other things are hard to say, but maids are easy to find! Don't think it's a peaceful and prosperous era; there are still too many poor people selling their children. Just buy twenty or thirty girls, keep ten or so good ones to serve, that should be enough, right? There aren't many of you masters combined, are there? Hehe!"

Cheng Jin laughed and said, "Alright, I'll leave this to you! Try to choose some pretty girls."

Tiger said, "Of course, haha!"

Delighted, Cheng Jin returned to the Dragon God Gang, intending to tell his sister and aunt that they could move that day. "They'll be so happy to know!"

he thought happily all the way.

Just as he arrived at the Dragon God Gang's mountain, he saw a fast horse galloping up the mountainside like the wind. Cheng Jin was suspicious, thinking, "What urgent matter could there be? Why would the brothers guarding the mountain let someone run away like this?" He

mustered his strength and rushed up the mountain.

Sure enough, a man, covered in sweat, was anxiously waiting for him in the hall. Cheng Jin recognized him as one of the spies sent down the mountain, named Wei Hai. Thinking to himself, "Could it be that someone else has been captured by the authorities?"

Wei Hai saw Cheng Jin and said, "Chief Cheng, this is terrible!"

Cheng Jin frowned and asked, "What happened? Who else has been captured by the authorities?"

Wei Hai said, "No...no. The Taihu Gang has been wiped out!"

Cheng Jin was startled and exclaimed, "Wipe out? What?!"

Wei Hai said, "The authorities led troops to suppress them! Hundreds of soldiers surrounded the Taihu Gang in the middle of the night, and within two hours, apart from a few stubborn thugs who were killed on the spot, nearly a hundred members of the gang, including their leader Li Deng, were all captured alive by the authorities!"

Cheng Jin was greatly shocked and said, "Although the Taihu Gang is not as powerful as my..." " They're the Dragon God Gang, but Li Deng is no ordinary man; he has many capable men under his command. How could they be wiped out so silently? Do you know how the government did it?

Did they use sleeping pills?" Wei Hai said, "No. A large number of government troops surrounded the mountain stronghold and shouted for surrender. It's said that their second-in-command came out to fight, but his head fell in just two moves, and no one saw how he made his move."

Cheng Jin said, "So they just surrendered like that?"

Wei Hai said, "Yes, they couldn't resist, so they had to surrender together."

Cheng Jin spat, "That Li Deng is a real coward! If the government wants to deal with us like that, they're stupid. There are dense forests on this mountain; let's see how they surround us!"

Wei Hai remained silent.

Cheng Jin said, "You've worked hard. Rest for a bit before going down the mountain."

Thinking to himself, Li Deng was also incredibly powerful; how could he surrender so easily? Could there really be some formidable expert in the government? With these thoughts in mind, he walked into the back hall. He

entered Yan'er's room, his mind preoccupied. Upon seeing him, Yan'er stood up with a bright smile and said, "Xiao Jin, where have you been these past few days? Were you busy? What's wrong? You look so pale, what happened?"

Cheng Jin smiled and said, "Nothing. The big house has been bought, and we should be able to move in in the next couple of days! I've also prepared your rooms; you're ready to move into your new house, right?"

Yan'er smiled and said, "Really?"

Yang Xiangling glanced at Cheng Jin and said, "Prepared? Are you really moving? Xiao Jin, aren't you planning to go back to Wuchang?"

Cheng Jin lowered his head, slowly walked to a chair, and sat down, saying, "I will go back, but not now. If I were to slip away like this now, how could I face anyone?"

He then recounted the destruction of the Taihu Gang.

Yang Xiangling pondered for a moment, then said, "It's obvious the government is targeting the Dragon God Gang. Going against the government won't do us any good. Xiao Jin, let's leave and not concern ourselves with this. Besides, even if the Dragon God Gang is wiped out by the government, they deserve it..."

She glanced at Cheng Jin's face, remembering he was the current leader of the Dragon God Gang, and sighed softly, falling silent.

Cheng Jin said, "I know... I know the Dragon God Gang isn't doing anything good, but I'm the leader now. Even for a little bit of loyalty, I can't abandon them. Besides... besides, I have a younger sister whose whereabouts are unknown..."

He then briefly recounted Nu'er's background, omitting the part about her being raised on semen.

Yan'er, realizing for the first time that she had such a younger sister, couldn't help but shed tears. Yang Xiangling sighed, "It's a blessing for the child that she was rescued by the government..."

Cheng Jin smiled bitterly, "That Luo Can isn't a good person either; we can't let Nu'er fall into his hands."

When Nu'er was in Li Deng's hands, Cheng Jin seemed to have never paid much attention to her, but now, while talking to his aunt, he suddenly kept thinking about her. Cheng Jin felt a little strange, but couldn't figure out why. Besides her, what else could Cheng Jin use to appease his aunt? He really couldn't think of anything.

Yang Xiangling asked, "Then what do you plan to do?" Cheng Jin

said, "I want to go into the city myself to investigate before making a decision."

Chapter 66 Spring Scenery in the Government Office

Yan'er exclaimed, "No, Xiao Jin, it's very dangerous! The government wants to arrest you!"

Yang Xiangling sighed, "Alas, you've made up your mind. Be careful in everything. It would be best if you could rescue the child. If not, Luo Can is still a prefect, no matter what, he won't make things difficult for the child. It's better for the child to be with the government than with the Taihu Gang." "It's much better now that those lecherous thieves have it."

Cheng Jin didn't seem too convinced and said, "Yes."

Yang Xiangling said, "Although the government wants to arrest you, they want Cheng Jin. After we return to Wuchang, you can change your name back, and then... then no one will come after Murong Jin, right? Little Jin, this is the only way to turn over a new leaf..." Cheng Jin

hummed in agreement and said, "Let's talk about it when I get back from the city, okay?"

Since he said so, Yang Xiangling and Yan'er couldn't say no, so they could only tell him to be careful in everything.

It was getting late, and Cheng Jin was afraid that the city gates would close after dark, so he immediately set off to enter the city. He casually drank tea and ate snacks at a teahouse in his home, and waited until dark before quietly sneaking into the government office.

Probably because the Taihu Gang had just been wiped out, there were obviously more guards patrolling the government office. Under the cover of night, Cheng Jin carefully avoided them one by one and explored the government office. Although he had explored the government office once before, he didn't know the situation there very well at the moment. Thinking to himself that Luo Shen might be hiding in some room, and unsure if many experts were indeed lying in ambush

here, Cheng Jin dared not be careless. But continuing to explore like this was not a long-term solution. Just as he was hesitating, he saw a maid carrying several bowls of steaming ginseng soup, heading inside. Cheng Jin thought to himself, "Heaven is helping me!" and quietly followed the maid. After turning through several corridors, he saw the maid enter a room.

A man's laughter came from inside. Cheng Jin quietly climbed onto the roof beam and peered through a half-open window.

He saw six or seven burly men sitting in a circle on the ground, each with a low stool beside them, on which lay wine and meat. Their clothes were disheveled, and they laughed loudly, drinking and eating. A little girl was lying on the ground, her head buried between the legs of one of the burly men, making smacking noises. Cheng Jin recognized the slender figure immediately; it was his half-sister, Nu'er.

Upon seeing the scene, the maid who had brought the ginseng soup blushed and hurriedly placed the soup beside each person, apologizing before leaving.

A burly man suddenly grabbed her hand, laughing, "This little girl is quite pretty, perhaps..."

The maid dared not struggle, looking at one of the men in the crowd, and whispered, "Sir..."

The man said, "Brother Zhang, let her go. She serves my daughter, and is still a virgin, she doesn't know how to serve men. Haha!"

The burly man laughed, "Since Lord Luo has spoken, I'll let you go, you little wench."

He loosened his grip, but then casually pinched the maid's buttocks. Amidst the laughter of the crowd, the maid ran out like the wind.

Luo Can laughed, "This successful subjugation of the Taihu Gang is entirely thanks to Lord Li and all the other officials. Otherwise, with my meager efforts, I would have been harassed to death by these notorious bandits!"

A burly, long-bearded man sitting to his right said, "Lord Luo, you're too kind! We're all working for the Emperor. Besides, the capital isn't far from Suzhou. We're all happy to come here for some fun, to enjoy the beauties of Jiangnan. What's not to like? Haha!"

Cheng Jin pondered, "Could they be from the capital? Even a prefect like Luo Can is being so polite to them; their rank must be quite high. Judging by their size, there might even be some martial arts masters among them. I'd better be careful."

Luo Can laughed, "Lord Li, are you worried about not having beauties? This time, you've also gained quite a few beauties from suppressing the Taihu Gang! Not to mention the big ones..." This little girl in front of me is really interesting. You have such an appearance at just a few years old. When you grow up, I wonder what kind of disaster it will cause to the country and the people, haha!

Master Li said: "That Li Deng can't imagine how he could train such a young girl to become such a master of cock eating. It's really hard for him, haha!" Mr. Luo, I have a heartfelt request. I like this girl very much and want to take her back to the capital. Do you agree?

Luo Shen said with a smile: "Master Li captured this girl. Master Li wants to take her away. Who dares to say no?" Haha!

Master Li said: "Thank you!"

Luo Shen smiled and said: "Is there any adult who has not served this girl?" Is it time for some older girls to serve you adults? "

Clapping his palms, seven or eight women in messy clothes were pushed in through the inner door in an instant.

A big man said: "Well, she looks pretty good. Are these all Li Deng’s women? "

Immediately he dragged a woman over, held her in his arms and started playing with her. The woman didn't resist, half-heartedly submitting. Cheng Jin knew these women had already suffered greatly at Li Deng's hands, and now that they were being played with by a group of officials, even if they weren't willing, they were used to it.

Lord Li said, "I heard that the best woman in the Taihu Gang was recently taken away by that Cheng kid from the Dragon God Gang. What a pity!"

Luo Can laughed, "The Dragon God Gang is full of beauties, far surpassing this mere Taihu Gang. After we wipe out the Dragon God Gang, we'll enjoy them endlessly… hahaha!"

Lord Li said, "The Dragon God Gang is a bit more troublesome than the Taihu Gang, but they don't have more than two hundred people at most. Besides, we know that the gang leader Zhao Kunhua and his son-in-law Cheng Jin have a deep-seated hatred for each other. They'll fall into internal strife sooner or later, and then we can do it without lifting a finger... Haha!"

Cheng Jin was secretly alarmed: "How did they know I have a deep-seated hatred for that old thief Zhao? It turns out that Luo Can had been plotting to eliminate the Dragon God Gang all along. Destroying the Taihu Gang was just a rehearsal; the Dragon God

Gang was the real target. Damn it, I really underestimated this guy!" Inside the room, Luo Can and the others continued to make a loud fuss, eating, drinking, and playing with women. The slave girl crawled naked on the ground, following the men's instructions, circling around and licking the genitals of men or women one after another. Her flushed face was already a little panting, but she was clearly extremely excited.

Cheng Jin shook his head as he watched, but dared not act rashly. Listening to their excited discussion about the women's physical attributes, and their lewd imagining of other stunning beauties in the Dragon God Gang, Cheng Jin felt a surge of heat, a mixture of anger and amusement. He thought to himself that tonight's investigation had revealed Luo Can's arrival of powerful reinforcements, their target the Dragon God Gang; the trip had been worthwhile. So he quietly slipped away, evading the patrols, and slipped out of the government office unnoticed. He waited outside the city until dawn, and as soon as the gates opened, he spurred his horse and galloped back to the Dragon God Gang.

The cool morning breeze cleared his head. The government's recent actions were clearly premeditated; Luo Can's painstaking efforts to destroy the Dragon God Gang were naturally motivated by revenge for the rape of his two daughters. Thinking of the beautiful twins, Cheng Jin gave a bitter laugh, thinking, "It's a pity I didn't get to enjoy those sisters properly back then; that old scoundrel Zhao took advantage of them! Now, I'm the one who has to bear the consequences of this mess!"

"He invited these experts from the capital, naturally to the court for bandit suppression. They easily wiped out the Taihu Gang, so their skills must be considerable. But if they think they can use the same method against me, hehe, they're underestimating Cheng Jin! It's truly strange how they know about my feud with that old scoundrel Zhao!"

Thinking this all the way, Cheng Jin arrived at the Dragon God Gang and immediately gathered his men, redistributing tasks, strengthening defenses, and sending more men to monitor the city's movements.

After settling in, Cheng Jin was exhausted, and having not slept all night, his eyes were almost closed. He returned to his room and immediately fell into a deep sleep, waking up in the evening.

He rubbed his eyes, washed his face, and ordered wine and dishes to be sent to Yan'er's room. He then prepared his explanation for his visit to his aunt and sister.

Upon seeing him, Yang Xiangling asked, "How were you? Did nothing happen last night? Is the prefect trying to get you?"

Cheng Jin hummed in response. Yan'er said, "You look like you haven't fully woken up yet; you must be exhausted. Eat and rest early, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Cheng Jin smiled and said, "It's alright. I slept all day."

He then briefly recounted what he had seen and heard at the government office.

Yang Xiangling pondered for a while, then said, "Xiao Jin, what do you plan to do?"

Cheng Jin replied, "Hehe, they won't find it so easy to deal with me. I'll just be careful, it'll be fine."

Yang Xiangling said, "Not so. The government has gone to great lengths and even brought reinforcements from the capital. If they can't deal with the Dragon God Gang, none of them will be able to explain themselves to their superiors. They will definitely launch a full-scale attack. Xiao Jin, I think you'll have a hard time resisting them."

Cheng Jin laughed, "I'll enter the city again tonight and take it without anyone noticing." "With Luo Can's head gone, they'll be leaderless and naturally unable to accomplish anything. When the court appoints a new prefect, I'll just have to swallow my pride, speak kindly, and offer some bribes. Then we can all live in peace and be happy."

Yang Xiangling glanced at Cheng Jin and sighed, "It's not that simple. Xiao Jin, listen to your aunt, don't get involved in this mess anymore. Let's go back to Wuchang. Let's not concern ourselves with these desperate criminals, and let's not go against the government anymore. You can't beat them."

Cheng Jin remained silent. He sat down, paused for a moment, and said, "I am the leader. If I run away when the gang is in trouble, how can I face the martial world afterward?"

Yang Xiangling sighed, "Xiao Jin, you still can't bear to be this mountain king..."

Cheng Jin gently pulled Yang Xiangling into his arms and said softly, "No. I don't want to return to Wuchang empty-handed. I want to make a name for myself and return in glory to restore Chunhua Sect!"

Yang Xiangling gently pulled away from Cheng Jin's arms and said, "What kind of career are you pursuing? Is it difficult?" "Doesn't Auntie know? By the time you've really made something of yourself, there'll be no turning back. Xiao Jin, the deeper you sink, the less you'll be able to go back. You'll forever be like Zhao Kunhua, a notorious bandit leader."

Cheng Jin was speechless. Yan'er said, "Xiao Jin, listen to your aunt, let's go back to Wuchang. I... I really miss Wuchang. Let's fulfill your sister's wish, okay?"

Cheng Jin couldn't say "okay," looking at his sister, he buried his head in his hands and remained silent.

Aqi had been huddled to the side without speaking. Seeing that Cheng Jin couldn't make up his mind, she hesitated for a moment and then said, "If... if you really want to turn over a new leaf and stop doing bad things, Aqi will be yours for life..."

After saying this, her face was burning red. Yang Xiangling and Yan'er smiled approvingly at her. Aqi was so ashamed that she covered her face and dared not open her eyes.

Yan'er walked to Cheng Jin's side, gently kissed him on the cheek, and said, "Xiao Jin, did you hear that? Even Cousin Qi said so, what are you still hesitating for?"

Cheng Jin let out a long breath, stood up, and said, "Aunt, Sister, Cousin Qi, please give me ten more days, okay? If I still can't resolve things with the government after ten days, I'll take you back to Wuchang immediately!"

Yan'er glanced at Yang Xiangling upon hearing this. Yang Xiangling knew she couldn't force him any longer, so she could only say, "Alright. I'm afraid... I'm afraid you won't be able to go back by then. Sigh!"

She turned around, hugged Aqi, and patted her shoulder. Aqi looked up at her mother and whispered, "Mother..."

Yang Xiangling sighed, "I hope everyone is still safe and sound after ten days."

Having made his vow, Cheng Jin was eager to enter the city to assassinate Luo Can. Unfortunately, it was already night, and the city gates were closed. He wanted to spend some time with his aunt and sister, but he had just gone against their wishes, making him feel somewhat awkward. Although the food and wine were served, Cheng Jin didn't eat them. He went out to find Hu Zi.

Hu Zi had been living in the Dragon God Gang for days, thriving and having already slept with all the beauties Zhao Kunhua had collected. At this moment, he was in Qin Jing's room, displaying his prowess to Madam Zhao and the other three women.

Cheng Jin stepped inside and couldn't help but chuckle. Madam Zhao lay naked on the bed, her hands and feet tied to the four corners, spread-eagled. Qin Jing, Zhao Shuangru, and Zhao Shuangyao were piled on top of her, their buttocks raised, waiting for Hu Zi's penis. Hu Zi knelt between them, his penis thrusting in and out of the four women's vaginas in turn, laughing lewdly.

Cheng Jin laughed, "So you've been hiding here having fun?"

Hu Zi turned around and saw it was Cheng Jin. He laughed, "These bitches are just for having fun, aren't they?"

Cheng Jin laughed, "Yeah! But you'd better watch out for Ru Nu. The child in that slut's belly might be yours!"

Hu Zi said, "Really? Haha! Who cares? It's not fun to have to worry about so much when fucking this bitch!"

As he spoke, he thrust his erect penis hard into Zhao Shuangru's vagina.

Zhao Shuangru let out two soft "oohs," not daring to move.

Cheng Jin laughed loudly, pulled down his pants, pounced on the bed, and lewdly grinned at the four pretty faces piled together, "Young Master Hu will fuck your backs, I'll fuck your fronts. Ru Nu, open your mouth."

He shoved his penis into Zhao Shuangru's mouth.

Hu Zi laughed, "Haha! This is fun!"

The penis was pulled out of Zhao Shuangru's vagina, and he straightened up, then inserted it into the anus of Zhao Shuangyao, who was lying on top. Zhao Shuangyao tightly hugged her sister's body beneath her, sobbing softly, her eyes red and swollen.

Cheng Jin cursed, "What are you crying about, you filthy bitch? Come on, it's your turn!"

He inserted his wet penis, covered in Zhao Shuangru's saliva, into Zhao Shuangyao's mouth. Zhao Shuangyao dared not be negligent, carefully taking his penis into her mouth, drops of saliva dripping from her mouth onto the face of the woman beneath her.

Chapter 67 Bold and Lustful

The woman's body was somewhat suffocated by the weight of her sister and two daughters, and her lower body had to endure Tiger's sudden acts of rape. At this moment, Cheng Jin's penis was still glistening in front of her, proudly possessing her daughter's small mouth. The woman couldn't even cry out, gritting her teeth and closing her eyes, pretending not to notice her daughter's saliva dripping onto her face.

Cheng Jin sneered, "Still throwing a tantrum, huh? Don't you know who you are now? You're just a whore kept here for me to fuck!"

His penis left Shuang Yao's mouth, tapping against Madam Zhao's lips a few times, and he shouted, "Open your mouth! I haven't even played with your cherry lips yet, hahaha!"

Madam Zhao's eyelashes fluttered, her lips tightly shut. Cheng Jin chuckled, pinching her chin with his fingers, forcibly opening her mouth, and then thrusting his penis inside, saying, "Serve me well, or you and your daughter will be sorry!"

His penis rummaged around in her mouth, two pubic hairs tickling her nostrils, making her feel unbearably itchy.

Madam Zhao opened her eyes, glaring fiercely at Cheng Jin. That disgusting thing was now in her mouth, but she dared not bite down, forced to let it do as it pleased. Cheng Jin laughed, "Don't look at me like that. Didn't you say you wanted me to take good care of Ling'er and bring your Ru'er and Yao'er back to you? Now your second daughter is safely at home waiting to give me a son, and haven't you brought your other two daughters back to you too? Plus, a little grandson. Haha! I've done everything I could, I haven't let you down!"

Thinking that she and her three daughters were completely under his control, Madam Zhao felt extremely dejected. She simply closed her eyes again, listening to Cheng Jin and Hu Zi's lewd laughter, and a few tears unconsciously streamed down her face. Suddenly, she felt a slight pain in her lower body again; Hu Zi had unexpectedly thrust his penis hard into her vagina once more.

Tiger, excitedly raping Madam Zhao, suddenly chuckled and said to Cheng Jin, "Young Master, didn't you just... just now you went to Miss's? Miss is still so beautiful... hehe... how come you still have such a good mood to play with this slut?"

Cheng Jin glared at him, snorted, and said, "Don't keep bringing that up."

Tiger chuckled, "Fine, I won't bring it up then. Young Master, you're really lucky with women, hehe!"

Cheng Jin said, "Still bringing it up! Aren't there enough women for you to play with now? These bitches are quite beautiful, you're very lucky with women too!"

He picked up Zhao Shuangyao, pressed her down, and began to rape her vigorously.

After half the night, Cheng Jin and Tiger were both panting heavily. So they used iron chains to lock the women up again, each holding two, and fell asleep on the bed.

They slept until noon the next day, two days after the Taihu Gang was destroyed. Cheng Jin thought to himself, "Now that the Taihu Gang is destroyed, the government will surely focus all its efforts on dealing with the Dragon God Gang. I need to assassinate Luo Can as soon as possible."

He then asked Hu Zi, "How many more days until that big house is finished? Have you bought all the maids I asked you to find?"

Hu Zi replied, "Actually, it's already habitable. There are only about ten craftsmen finishing up the last bit. We've found almost all the maids, and we can pick them up in a few days."

Cheng Jin said, "Hmm, that's good. I'll leave everything to you..."

He thought that after assassinating Luo Can, his aunt, sister, and A Qi would probably stop urging him to return to Wuchang. Then he would quickly settle them in. If they were comfortable, they wouldn't think about Wuchang all the time.

So he prepared his night clothes, and after lunch, Cheng Jin went into the city ahead of schedule.

But as soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, a scout from the city came running towards him. It turned out that the training ground was bustling with noise, and many soldiers were gathered there, listening to an officer's speech. Fearing the government troops would soon target the Dragon God Gang, the scout rushed to report.

Cheng Jin thought, "That's quite possible."

Fearing a nighttime attack, he immediately postponed the assassination attempt, returned to the gang, and gathered all one hundred-plus members. He reassigned half to guard the foot of the mountain, a quarter to the mountainside, and the rest to guard the main gate. Even those still recovering from old injuries were sent to provide logistical support. Hearing that the government troops would arrive soon, everyone dared not delay and obeyed orders. Occasionally, someone muttered, "Why openly oppose the government? Now we're in grave danger, our lives hanging by a thread!"

Fortunately, Cheng Jin didn't hear them.

Cheng Jin, along with Hu Zi and a few close henchmen, guarded the main hall. The thought of confronting the government head-on filled them with trepidation. They stood watch from noon until the second watch of the night, but didn't see a single government soldier.

Tiger asked, "Why haven't they arrived yet? Do they intend to attack the mountain at night?"

Cheng Jin replied, "Impossible. Attacking at night won't benefit them. We know the terrain well, but they don't, and there are many trees. Tonight should be fine. Let them take turns resting, and we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Tiger said, "That's true. If they dare to come at night, the casualties will be heavy. This is a large mountain, unlike the Taihu Gang's flat estate."

Cheng Jin laughed, "Exactly."

Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he said to Tiger, "Go to the Zhao residence immediately and tell Ling'er to quickly prepare, preferably before..." Before dawn, move them to the big house we just bought to take temporary shelter. "

Tiger frowned and said, "Are you afraid they'll go to the mansion to arrest people first? No way? On the surface, that place has no connection with the Dragon God Gang, it's just a wealthy family..."

Cheng Jin said, "It's hard to say, better safe than sorry. The government actually knows about my feud with Old Zhao, which shows they already know my background. Go quickly! Tell Ling'er to take my mother away first, don't take the ordinary servants, leave them there. The government really won't make things difficult for those servants."

Tiger said, "Okay."

He immediately rode a fast horse and headed straight down the mountain.

After waiting for another watch, Cheng Jin was wide awake. "Will Mother go with Tiger?"

he suddenly thought.

Thinking of his mother's stubborn temper, what if Ling'er couldn't persuade Tiger to let her go? That would be terrible. Besides, he hadn't told Tiger about his mother's situation, so he was afraid Tiger wouldn't know how to persuade her.

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became. He quickly gave a few instructions to his servants and rushed down the mountain himself.

Just as he reached the foot of the mountain, a light rain began to fall. The late autumn night was already chilly, and the light rain made Cheng Jin shiver. He ran even faster.

Cheng Jin rushed into the Zhao residence and found Zhao Shuangling and Yun'er packing their belongings, but Hu Zi was nowhere to be seen. He immediately asked Yun'er, "Are you all packed? The faster the better. Where's Hu Zi?"

Yun'er pouted and said, "He said he was going to pay his respects to...that lady, and told us not to follow."

Cheng Jin grunted in agreement, then suddenly his heart skipped a beat. He shouted, "Why didn't you follow!"

Without waiting for Yun'er's reply, he dashed off. He was still soaking wet and hadn't even remembered to change his clothes.

"Hu Zi wouldn't be that bold, would he?"

Cheng Jin thought anxiously.

“I swore that I would never let any man touch my body again. If I can’t even get this last bit of my innocence back, I’m not willing to live this miserable life.”

His mother's words echoed in his ears again, and Cheng Jin felt a chill run down his spine. His clothes were soaked, whether from raindrops or his own cold sweat

, he couldn't tell. "Mother isn't joking..." He rushed towards his mother's house, but seemed to hear nothing. Cheng Jin was secretly puzzled. When he reached the door, he finally heard a woman

's low, muffled moans coming from inside. He heard Hu Zi's lewd voice: "Madam, I've finally got you! You're so beautiful! Am I dreaming?" Cheng Jin cried out "Oh no!" and kicked the two doors apart with a loud bang, bursting inside.

He saw Hu Zi, naked, straddling Yang Xiaoling, his hands tightly pinned down, his hips thrusting violently, his penis pounding into her vagina.

Yang Xiaoling's mouth was stuffed with cloth; she was sobbing, tears streaming down her face, struggling desperately, but no match for Hu Zi's strength. Her beautiful body writhed helplessly, struggling with all her might, but powerless to stop her flesh from being violated once again. Too many years had passed; her martial arts skills had long since deteriorated, leaving her like a frail woman with no strength to even kill a chicken, stubbornly protecting her weathered body.

But she couldn't protect it.

The former pageboy, with his throbbing member, excitedly penetrated her womanly private parts.

Cheng Jin roared, "Tiger, what are you doing!"

and rushed forward.

Tiger, seeing Cheng Jin arrive, froze, his face turning pale. Before he could speak, Cheng Jin lifted him up and threw him backward.

"Mother, are you alright?"

Cheng Jin asked urgently, tearing the cloth from his mother's mouth.

"Waaah..."

Yang Xiaoling cried even more bitterly upon seeing her son. As soon as her body was free, she wanted to throw herself into her son's arms and weep. But she paused, suddenly turning away, grabbing a blanket from the side, and tightly covering herself, sobbing uncontrollably.

“Mother…I’m sorry…I…I promised I wouldn’t let anyone violate you again…I’m sorry…It’s all my fault.”

Cheng Jin stepped forward and gently placed his hand on his mother’s shoulder.

Yang Xiaoling sobbed, turned around, and pulled the blanket over her head.

Cheng Jin said, “Mother…”

Thinking of his mother’s miserable life, how he had finally managed to rescue her, only to find her celibate and living a solitary life because of her incest with her son. He had tried everything to persuade her, but to no avail; he knew his mother’s heart was truly dead. If Hu Zi raped her again, how heartbroken his mother would be. He feared that he could never be with her again…he feared it was all over. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He turned around and shouted, “Hu Zi!”

Hu Zi, ignoring the pain in his limbs from the fall, was frantically putting on his clothes. Seeing Cheng Jin turn around with a dark face, he said, “Young…Young Master, I…I…”

Cheng Jin shouted, “You…what! You bastard!”

He kicked Hu Zi out the door.

Tiger cried out, "Young Master..."

Before he could finish speaking, Cheng Jin had already caught up, raining blows upon Tiger with his fists and feet in the dim light from the room.

"Spare me... Young Master... You're killing me..."

Tiger groaned in pain.

"You..."

Cheng Jin grabbed Tiger's collar and lifted him up, but didn't know what to say. The corridor fell silent, except for the low sobs of Yang Xiaoling from inside the house.

"You... How could you do this to me?"

Cheng Jin gasped after a moment of stunned silence.

"Madam... She's not the same Madam she used to be..."

Tiger said cautiously, "Anyway, so many people have touched her body, it doesn't matter if I'm one more..."

"You son of a bitch! What did you say?"

Cheng Jin roared, punching Tiger hard in the stomach. Tiger screamed in pain and crouched down.

"Isn't that right? Old Zhao has slept with her, the Taihu Gang has slept with her, even you...you too...why can't I?"

Tiger rolled on the ground, protesting.

"Damn it, you brat, you've never had any good intentions! I said no, but you insist! Aren't there any women in the gang for you to play with?"

Cheng Jin kicked Tiger in the groin, and Tiger yelled again, rolling on the ground.

"Yes...yes, there are...they're all women you've ruined before you gave them to me..."

Tiger groaned.

"You son of a bitch!"

Cheng Jin roared, "So you're not convinced, are you? My mother isn't anything special either..."

Suddenly realizing his slip of the tongue, he flew up and kicked Tiger in the back in a fit of rage. Watching Tiger roll on the ground in pain, Cheng Jin stood there panting heavily.

"Stop hitting me... I... I..."

Tiger struggled, slowly standing up while leaning against the wall, his voice trembling, "Young Master, I've followed you for so long, are you really going to beat me to death for a woman?"

Cheng Jin's face darkened, he walked closer and grabbed Tiger's collar again, saying in a deep voice, "What woman? She's my mother! Do you understand?"

Tiger chuckled and said, "But didn't you sleep with her yourself?"

"You..."

Cheng Jin stammered for a moment, his fist rising again, "I've never mistreated you, so... didn't all those women... with you?"

Tiger instinctively dodged, but the fist didn't fall. Tiger sneered, "If you didn't sleep with her first, would you give her to me? Hehe! Besides, you've slept with Madam more than once, so why bother..."

Before he could finish speaking, he slapped Cheng Jin hard across the face again.

"You still dare to talk!"

Cheng Jin shouted. "My mother won't let you touch her! She...she...she suffered so much...Am I really that bad to you? Who deflowered that Lian'er last time?"

"Don't mention Lian'er!"

Hu Zi suddenly shoved Cheng Jin away, leaning against the wall. "She's dead, so what! The only one left is so obedient and well-behaved, you have to kill her too!"

A loud clap of thunder sounded outside, followed by a torrential downpour. Two flashes of lightning illuminated the previously dark corridor. Hu Zi had several bruises on his face, a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were red as he stared at Cheng Jin.

Cheng Jin sneered, "So you want revenge for that little girl now? Come on, come and kill me!"

He charged forward again, his fists and feet raining down on Hu Zi.

Tiger clutched his body tightly, shouting, "I didn't, I didn't want any revenge! You're my young master! She's just a little girl, how could I..."

Cheng Jin sneered, "You still remember I'm your young master!"

He punched Tiger hard on the shoulder, stopping to pant.

Chapter 68 Bitter Wind and Rain

"I remember, how could I not remember? I've been with you since I was little..."

Tiger gritted his teeth, glancing at Cheng Jin, and said, "Qing'er is really obedient and well-behaved... I went to great lengths to get her to treat me so well..."

Cheng Jin chuckled, "You're still not convinced, are you? Without her as bait, how could I have dealt with Old Zhao so easily? But you hold a grudge against me for a little girl, is that it?"

He made a move to hit him again.

Tiger, his face tense, said, "I didn't! I've followed you for so long, yet I can't even protect a little girl I like. I don't want this, I don't want this, you know?" His voice

grew

louder and louder. "Hey! Still yelling at me like that! You think you're all grown up now, wanting to be the master, huh?" Cheng

Jin was furious, throwing a punch that hit Tiger's left cheek, instantly swelling it up.

"Stop hitting me!"

Tiger screamed, shoving Cheng Jin away, shouting, "Are you going to kill me? Young master, I've followed you for so long, and you..."

Cheng Jin sneered, "What about me?"

Tiger composed himself and cried out, "I don't want to be the master, I... I... I just don't want to be unable to make decisions, unable to even save a little girl, I..."

Cheng Jin roared, "You want to be the master, is that it? That's why I said no, but you insisted, deliberately bullying my mother! You traitorous bastard, I'll beat you to death!" He

pounced on Tiger and started hitting him again. Seeing Cheng Jin's aggressive approach, Hu Zi dared not be careless, and the two immediately began to fight. Hu Zi's martial arts skills were far inferior to Cheng Jin's, so he was mostly beaten and rarely retaliated.

Suddenly, a bright light came from the distance of the corridor, growing closer and closer. It was Zhao Shuangling who had heard the commotion and called Yun'er to come and check with a lamp.

"Young Master! What's wrong?"

Yun'er exclaimed in surprise when she saw that it was Cheng Jin.

Seeing that it was Yun'er, Cheng Jin snorted and released Hu Zi, stood up straight, and said coldly, "You brat, you want to be in charge, don't you? Get out of here, go and be in charge all you want! Get out!"

Hu Zi's face turned pale, and he said in a trembling voice, "Young Master, you're kicking me out for this?"

Cheng Jin shouted, "Get out! I don't want to see you again!"

Hu Zi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "I...I...I'll go! Young Master, take care!"

He ignored Yun'er completely, only glanced at Cheng Jin, and slowly walked past Yun'er. Cheng Jin

watched Hu Zi's retreating figure silently, until it disappeared at the end of the corridor. Suddenly, a chill ran through him. His clothes, soaked from the rain, were still on, and the cold night wind sent shivers down his spine.

Yun'er, confused, asked softly, "What's wrong with Young Master Hu? Could it be that he…?" Her eyes

glanced towards the room.

Cheng Jin said, "Don't worry about it! Get me some clothes…"

Following Yun'er's gaze, he looked towards the room, then suddenly remembered that it had been quiet for a while. His heart skipped a beat, and he leaped into the room.

"Mother…"

Cheng Jin cried out. Yun'er hurriedly followed.

There, Yang Xiaoling, fully clothed, was hanging from the ceiling.

"Mother…"

Cheng Jin's legs went weak, and he almost fell to the ground. He staggered and scrambled to Yang Xiaoling, untying her and placing her on the bed.

“Mother! Mother…”

Cheng Jin knelt by the bedside, tightly holding Yang Xiaoling’s trembling hand, his head resting on his mother’s shoulder, calling out loudly.

Yang Xiaoling slightly opened her eyes, a bitter smile on her snow-white face, and said in a trembling voice, “Little…Little Jin…Mother…Mother doesn’t want to live anymore…I…If I live, even if I live…this…this body…this body will never be clean…I…I…I will only hurt people…only…”

Cheng Jin cried, “No! No! Mother, don’t scare me! If you die, I don’t want to live either.” Yang Xiaoling coughed lightly and forced a smile, “No…no…Little Jin…”

She closed her eyes and fainted again.

“Husband…Husband…”

It was Zhao Shuangling who squatted beside him and called softly, “It’s so cold, change your clothes…” Her

gentle little hand gently placed on his shoulder.

“Don’t worry about me…”

Cheng Jin waved his hand, and Zhao Shuangling’s body swayed, almost falling to the ground. Fortunately, Yun’er was behind her and quickly reached out to support her.

Cheng Jin waved his hand, and Zhao Shuangling let out a soft cry. Realizing something was wrong, he turned around. Yun'er scolded, "Young master, you must be careful of the baby in Miss's belly..."

Zhao Shuangling frowned and said, "I'm fine... Husband, you..." Cheng Jin's eyes

were red, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Don't worry about me, I'll send Mother away for a few days first..."

He turned to look at his mother's snow-white face and burst into tears.

Where to go? The house Hu Zi found was definitely out of the question. Should they go to the nunnery on the mountain first? That was the only option. It

was already past four in the morning, the sky was about to brighten, the thunder and lightning had passed, and the rain was gradually subsiding. Cheng Jin braved the light drizzle, carrying his mother on his back and with Yun'er in tow, and traveled through the forest at night, arriving at the nunnery. He instructed Yun'er to take good care of his mother and then hurried back.

Just as they were about to return to the Zhao residence, suddenly the sound of horses' hooves and footsteps came from the official road outside the forest. Peeking out, he saw soldiers everywhere, at least a hundred of them. Cheng Jin was startled. He grabbed Yun'er's hand and hid behind a tree, afraid to make a sound.

"Are they going to attack the Dragon God Gang now? And I just happened to be away. This is terrible! How can those lackeys possibly hold them off?"

Cheng Jin was secretly anxious. As soon as the large contingent of soldiers passed, he quietly followed behind them.

But the soldiers didn't head straight for the Dragon God Gang. As soon as they reached the Zhao Mansion, an officer waved his flag, and the soldiers immediately lined up, surrounding the entire Zhao Mansion.

Cheng Jin thought, "Now, apart from Ling'er, a pregnant woman, the Zhao Mansion is full of maids and servants. The government shouldn't make things difficult for them, right?"

He was uneasy and watched the situation from a distance behind a tree.

"Everyone in the mansion is to be taken back to the government for punishment. Not a single one is allowed to escape!"

the long-bearded officer shouted, and several squads of soldiers immediately rushed into the mansion.

"They...they're arresting...arresting...arresting..."

Hearing that everyone was going to be arrested, Yun'er turned pale with fright and couldn't even finish her sentence.

Chapter 69 Dead End

"Ling'er..."

Cheng Jin's heart pounded. He was thinking about how to find an opening to rescue Shuangling.

Sure enough, not long after, Zhao Shuangling was surrounded and taken out, put into a prison cart. Cheng Jin was secretly anxious. There were many opponents, and it was already extremely dangerous for him to rescue her alone. Ling'er was now being put into a prison cart like this, and he didn't know what to do. He was already a little dazed from losing his mother today, and now seeing his wife being arrested with his own eyes, his mind was in chaos, his head was buzzing, and he couldn't calm down no matter what. He didn't even notice Yun'er slowly walking away from his side.

After all the soldiers came out of the mansion, the officer ordered the Zhao mansion to be sealed off. With a wave of the command flag, he took Zhao Shuangling and a group of servants and slaves and marched back to the city in a grand procession.

"M-Master...what crime have we committed?"

Zhao Shuangling asked, mustering her courage.

But no one paid her any attention.

Cheng Jin returned to the Dragon God Gang, utterly dejected, feeling weak all over, his head throbbing painfully, and he sneezed several times. Ignoring the mud covering his body, he lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up, it was dark outside the window; the rain had stopped sometime earlier, and it was now the dead of night.

Cheng Jin tried to get up, but found his limbs weak and powerless, his chest tight and hot, his head dizzy, and his whole body extremely uncomfortable. He touched his forehead; it was burning hot. He hadn't felt sick in a long time.

Cheng Jin fell back onto the bed with a thud, his eyes staring straight up, his mind seemingly filled with a thousand thoughts, yet also empty.

"Ling'er is gone... Hu Zi betrayed me..."

"It's all my fault... it's all my fault!"

"I drove Mother to her death, I drove her to it! I wanted to save Mother with all my heart, but in the end, I drove her to her death! Haha! How ridiculous!"

Cheng Jin's voice was hoarse as he gave a dry laugh, and a few tears streamed down his face.

"If only... if only I had let Mother and Ling'er leave the Zhao mansion sooner, everything would have been alright... everything would have been alright... I'm such a fool... why did I only think of that so late! Poor Ling'er..."

"Ling'er... Ling'er... locked up in the government office, she'll suffer so much, and she's carrying my child... I don't know how Luo Can will torture her... No, I have to rescue her! She's my wife, I have to rescue her!"

He struggled to get up again, but finally lay back down on the bed.

"But... but the government office is heavily guarded, how can I rescue her? Can I even manage to rescue her?"

"Poor Ling'er... I didn't treat her well. If... if she wasn't Zhao the scoundrel's daughter, she would actually be a very virtuous wife... marrying her would have been my blessing, my blessing..."

Suddenly, Cheng Jin felt he had never missed Zhao Shuangling as much as he did now.

"But will I ever see her again?"

Cheng Jin lay blankly on the bed, very tired, wanting to close his eyes and sleep, but he couldn't. He just kept thinking about it until dawn. Finally, his eyes could no longer close, and he fell into a deep sleep once more.

This illness had come suddenly and was naturally difficult to cure. Although the symptoms gradually subsided day by day, his body remained extremely uncomfortable. Cheng Jin hid in his room all day, refusing to see anyone except the doctor and a few close attendants. He

wouldn't see his aunt or sister either.

He didn't want them to know about his illness, nor did he want them to know about the fall of the Zhao family. He didn't know how to explain to them that he couldn't bear to part with Ling'er. He simply tried to take his medicine, hoping to recover as quickly as possible.

"Luo Can!"

"I won't let you succeed! I still have my Dragon God Gang; you can't take her!"

"I will rescue Ling'er! She's mine! She's my wife!"

He secretly swore in his heart.

But several days passed, and his illness was less than half cured.

Luo Can, however, came knocking first.

"Report...report to the gang leader, the...the government has completely surrounded this mountain!"

"What? That bastard Luo Can! Taking advantage of my illness..."

Cheng Jin jumped up.

Ignoring his illness, Cheng Jin threw on his overcoat and hurried into the hall.

"Chief... the government troops are so powerful! The brothers down the mountain can't hold them off!"

"Reporting to the Chief! Zhang Long and Li Bao, the two leaders, beheaded a high-ranking official with a single move! The government troops have already reached halfway up the mountain!"

"Chief... Chief... the brothers really can't hold them off... many... many brothers have been captured... and... some... surrendered..."

Cheng Jin's mind was a jumble. He'd been bedridden for days and hadn't attended to any gang affairs. These cowardly fellows seemed to have been slacking off, causing chaos within them. He rushed out the gate, looking down from his vantage point. He saw a dark mass of figures below, gradually approaching. He heard a voice in the distance: "All thieves, listen up: those who resist will be killed without mercy; those who surrender will be treated leniently!"

"Are they really that powerful? I... I... I underestimated the government..."

Suddenly, cold sweat soaked his back.

Cheng Jin gritted his teeth, drew his sword, and charged forward. His followers cried out, "Chief, the enemy is fierce! You're still sick!"

Cheng Jin ignored them.

But after only two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) of charging forward, a commotion erupted behind him. Someone shouted, "It's bad! The government troops are attacking from behind! Chief, the back hall has been captured!"

The back hall!

Cheng Jin's legs went weak, and he almost fainted on the spot.

"Sister!"

Cheng Jin cried out in his heart, drawing his sword and rushing back, intending to rush into the hall.

"Chief, we can't win. Let's escape!"

"No!"

Cheng Jin shouted. How could he abandon his sister and aunt to escape alone? But his steps were erratic, and after only a few steps, he lost his footing and fell to the ground, sword and all.

"Chief, you're still seriously ill; you can't fight them head-on. There's a small path over there; let's escape!"

"I..."

Cheng Jin took a breath, feeling utterly weak and powerless. The number of his followers was dwindling; many had already fled for their lives.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up. In the distance, he saw forty or fifty soldiers escorting a group of women down the mountain.

"Sister is there!"

Cheng Jin mustered his strength and rushed in that direction. But the distance was vast, and in the blink of an eye, the group of women had disappeared into the woods, leaving only the shouts of the soldiers growing louder.

"Let's go, Chief! It'll be too late if we don't leave now! As long as we're alive..."

Cheng Jin sighed, sheathed his sword, and ran down the mountain along a small path.

He encountered a dozen or so scattered soldiers along the way, which he easily dealt with. He figured the main force of the soldiers was attacking from the front and rear, and the most formidable ones were there.

Cheng Jin ran straight down the mountain, where the paths were all rural. Occasionally, a few soldiers would spot him and chase after him, shouting and yelling. Cheng Jin didn't stop, taking any path he could find, oblivious to his surroundings.

He didn't know how long he ran, but he eventually reached the top of a small hill. Exhausted, Cheng Jin collapsed to the ground. Looking back, the Dragon God Gang was long gone, not only were his pursuers nowhere to be seen, but even his followers who had escaped with him were left behind, vanished without a trace.

Panting heavily, Cheng Jin slowly made his way forward. Soon he saw a dilapidated, long-abandoned temple on the mountain and carefully made his way inside.

Shocked, anxious, hungry, and exhausted, and still extremely weak, Cheng Jin collapsed onto the ground as soon as he found shelter, too weak to rise again.

"Gone...everything is gone..."

Overwhelmed with grief, Cheng Jin burst into tears.

"Ling'er is gone, my sister is gone, my aunt and Aqi are gone, all those beautiful female slaves are gone!"

"The Dragon God Gang is gone, all the gold and silver accumulated over decades is gone, all the power and prestige of dominating the region is gone!"

"What am I doing!"

Cheng Jin cried out to the heavens.

"I've schemed for so many years, I've avenged my blood feud, I've rescued my mother and sister, and I've taken everything from my enemies. Wasn't I very successful? How come it's all gone so quickly?" "Am

I dreaming? Was all that triumph a dream, or is this the dream itself?"

"Or is it neither a dream, but just that I, this fool, have become too complacent?"

Cheng Jin felt a sharp, agonizing pain in his heart.

Staring blankly at the dilapidated Buddha statue in the temple, Cheng Jin murmured, "Could this be fate?"

He finally fainted. His weak body couldn't withstand such a blow; he was too exhausted.

Almost a day had passed, and Cheng Jin had remained in this ruined temple, afraid to reveal himself. There was nothing to eat around, so he picked a few green fruits from a tree to stave off hunger. After several bouts of profuse sweating, his illness had improved somewhat, but his body remained extremely weak.

"I can't just hide in this godforsaken place and wait to die! Even if I'm not caught, I'll starve to death. I still have to rescue my sister and Ling'er!"

Cheng Jin thought to himself.

He let down his hair, which was matted on his head, and smeared some dirt on his face. His clothes were already disheveled, and now, with his disheveled hair and ashen face, he looked like a beggar.

Cheng Jin slowly walked down the mountain, carefully making his way towards the city along the main road.

Halfway down, he suddenly remembered that the large house he had just bought was nearby. At this moment of distress, the place was deserted, providing shelter.

Reaching the main house, Cheng Jin's steps were unsteady. He used his sword as a crutch, pushed open the door, and stumbled inside.

Just as he turned to close the door, he suddenly noticed someone inside.

It was Hu Zi.

Hu Zi, dressed in the uniform of a constable.

"You are...you are the young master!"

Despite his disheveled state, Hu Zi recognized him immediately.

"Hu Zi?"

Upon seeing Hu Zi's attire, Cheng Jin's anger flared, and he roared, "You...you traitor! So it was you who led the soldiers to harm me!" He

drew his sword and slashed straight at Hu Zi.

However, still recovering from his illness, his strike was weak, and Hu Zi easily dodged.

"I didn't mean to harm you! You drove me away, where else could I go? If it weren't for Magistrate Luo's appreciation of me, allowing me to return to work for him, I..."

Hu Zi cried out as he dodged. Cheng Jin, his face grim, remained silent, relentlessly pursuing and hacking at Hu Zi.

"It's...it's Prefect Luo who broke his promise. He promised that as long as I help him, he won't harm you..."

Hu Zi cried out. "He'll let you return to Wuchang..."

"Nonsense! Do you expect me to believe you now?"

Cheng Jin roared, slashing at him with his sword again.

Hu Zi easily dodged, suddenly reaching out to block, striking Cheng Jin's right hand. Cheng Jin's arm went limp, his sword falling to the ground. Hu Zi pushed him, sending him staggering back several steps until he collapsed to the ground.

"Young Master, are you sick? Or injured? Why do you have no strength at all?"

Hu Zi asked.

"Traitor! Fine, fine, a tiger fallen into the plains is bullied by dogs. Dying at your hands is my retribution. Hehe, take my head to Magistrate Luo, and I guarantee you'll be promoted and rich!"

Cheng Jin said bitterly.

"Sigh!"

Hu Zi sighed deeply. "Young Master, this place can no longer accommodate you. You'd better leave quickly. Don't you have any silver on you? Here are a few hundred taels."

He took out several ingots and some silver notes, placing them on the ground.

"Don't pretend to be kind! Weren't you just lying in wait to catch me?"

"If I wanted to catch you, I wouldn't be the only one here,"

Hu Zi said. "I came to look at this house."

"Heh heh, look at what? You want to live here yourself?"

Cheng Jin sneered. Looking around, it seemed there really were no other soldiers, and he immediately felt half relieved.

"Heh heh!"

Hu Zi chuckled dryly.

"Fine, I don't mind if you want this house. But I have a question for you, how are my sister and Ling'er doing now? Has Luo Can made things difficult for them?"

"Sigh! Young Master, you're in trouble yourself right now, so don't worry about so much. You should leave this place as soon as possible..."

"So Luo Can made things difficult for them? That bastard! Tell me, how did he treat them?"

"Sigh! Young Master, do you even need to ask me about this? Such beautiful women..."

Cheng Jin's chest throbbed with a loud "bang," and his fists clenched tightly.

"He who defiles another's wife and daughters... he too will defile their wives and daughters."

He had smugly uttered these words to Zhao Kunhua not long ago, yet now they echoed in his mind again and again.

"No, I have to rescue them! I must rescue them..."

Cheng Jin muttered to himself.

"Forget it, young master. You can't beat Prefect Luo. He's an official, you're a thief, and besides, he has reinforcements sent by the court."

"Why do you keep telling me to leave? What benefits has Prefect Luo given you?"

Cheng Jin glared. "Did he give you all my things?"

"Hehe, young master, don't ask so many questions. Leave here. Staying won't do you any good. Prefect Luo is still searching for you everywhere! Besides, you're not feeling well, and you're in a bad mood. You can't calm down. It'll be dangerous if this continues."

"I'm not calm! I'm not calm!"

Cheng Jin jumped up and lunged at Hu Zi. "Tell me, what benefits did you get? Haven't you always coveted my sister's beauty? Did you get her as a gift? Tell me, tell me!"

"Young Master, don't be like this!"

Hu Zi shoved him away and said, "Yes, Magistrate Luo did give me benefits. But you know he's not an easy person to deal with. I don't even know what I'll get in return! I won't stay by his side for long. Magistrate Luo is cunning and scheming; he's probably still plotting to take your life. Young Master, just listen to me, don't worry about this, go. Hu Zi won't harm you."

"Heh heh, you helped that bastard harm me, and now you're making sarcastic remarks! You're not arresting me today, you still have a conscience. Go, I don't want to see you again!"

Cheng Jin wouldn't listen to anything and shouted.

"Fine, I'll go. But Young Master, you should still listen to me and leave this place..."

Hu Zi kept saying this.

"Tell me to leave? Tell me where to go?"

Cheng Jin thought bitterly.

"Go back to Wuchang and announce to everyone that Murong Jin has returned in disgrace? Haha, that's hilarious, I'm dying of laughter! Haha!"

"Or go back to Hengshan and tell the abbot that Xiao Jin killed his enemy and rescued his mother and sister, but accidentally lost them all again? Haha, still hilarious!"

"Should I retire to the mountains and forests, detached from worldly affairs, and become a hermit of the Tao? Haha! Bah! Am I that kind of coward? Bah! Bah! Bah!"

"To abandon my wife, sisters, and relatives to be raped by my enemy, and then run away to become a coward? Absolutely not!"

"When I first became intimate with my sister, didn't I say that I had long since abandoned everything, that my life was no longer my own? Am I afraid of death now? Haha! Even more ridiculous, I'm afraid of death?"

"Even if I, Cheng Jin, am not a hero, I am definitely not a coward."

"I can do without the Dragon God Gang, but I cannot abandon my people! Without them, why should I live in this world to be ridiculed?"

"I will not leave until I rescue my sister, aunt, and Ling'er! Never!"

Cheng Jin thought through gritted teeth, his expression shifting between anger and despair.

This large house was far more comfortable than the dilapidated temple. Not only was there plenty of food and clothing, but the pharmacy also contained some medicine that seemed to be starting to mold. Cheng Jin didn't care about anything else and stayed for three more days. Once he felt his condition had greatly improved and his strength had recovered to about 70-80%, he immediately sneaked back into the city.

The government had recently wiped out two gangs, and security was tighter than usual. Cheng Jin knew he only had one life; losing his own wasn't a big deal, but his sister and Ling'er would be gone forever. So he dared not act rashly, carefully hiding in a corner of the city. Only after dark did he discern the way and quietly sneak back into the government office.

That night, the stars were numerous, and a crescent moon hung faintly in the sky. The early winter air was slightly chilly, and occasional wisps of cold wind rustled the leaves as they passed through the treetops. Cheng Jin quietly hid in a tree, watching the sounds of people inside and outside the walls gradually subside, finally enduring until the second watch of the night.

The number of patrolling guards in the courtyard gradually decreased. Cheng Jin seized an opportunity and leaped from one tree to another in the distance. The branches he landed on swayed slightly, but the sound of the wind made it go unnoticed.

Laughter from the main hall of the mansion drifted over. Cheng Jin determined his direction and, using the tree canopy as cover, evaded the patrolling guards, leaping from tree to tree, passing through several rooftops, and finally reaching the roof of the main hall.

Lying prone on the roof, Cheng Jin gently parted a tile and peered into the hall.

He saw Prefect Luo Can inside, and beside him sat a burly man with a long beard dressed in civilian clothes. Cheng Jin vaguely recognized him as the one who had led the troops to besiege the Dragon God Gang. In front of them, a dozen or so men stood in a semi-circle, and a naked woman, her hands bound behind her back, knelt on the ground, her identity unclear.

Upon hearing Luo Can say, "Lord Li's plan is indeed brilliant, and I am not afraid that Cheng Jin will not be captured! However, although I am just a minor official, I am still a prefect. To order my subordinates to rape women in broad daylight is... If the Emperor finds out, I am afraid the crime will be no small matter."

Cheng Jin was alarmed to hear that they were plotting to capture him, and listened attentively.

Lord Li laughed heartily, "You pedantic scholar! In this day and age, it's common for the families of traitors to be imprisoned as slaves! Do you know how the Emperor dealt with the treacherous minister Tie Xuan this year, Lord Luo?"

Luo Can replied, "Tie Xuan was executed by dismemberment, and his family was sent to the Jiaofangsi (a brothel) as slaves."

Lord Li laughed, "Slaves is a euphemism; in reality, they're just prostitutes. Haha! Have you ever been to the Jiaofangsi, Lord Luo?"

Luo Can shook his head, "This...this...I have never been..."

Lord Li laughed, "That's a pity! Yingtian Prefecture isn't far from Suzhou Prefecture. Go and have a look sometime, haha! It's not like going to a regular brothel; the...haha...Tie Xuan's wife and daughters are quite attractive. The Emperor decreed that if these lowly women have children, they will be slaves for generations. When I came from the capital the other day, I heard that Tie Xuan's eldest daughter is already pregnant, but I don't know whose bastard child it is! Haha!"

Luo Can laughed along with him.

Cheng Jin pondered, "This Lord Li comes from the capital, his martial arts are superb, and his position seems very high, but I wonder who he is?"

Inside the room, some men had already begun to grope the naked woman. Unable to resist, she could only sob softly.

Lord Li said, "The Jiaofangsi (Imperial Music Bureau) has been quite lively these past few years. Traitors and rebels are being killed without end, and their wives and daughters… haha… originally the wives and daughters of officials, are now shameless whores, and it's even by imperial decree that everyone should fuck them to death! Haha!"

Luo Can laughed, "Although they are the wives and daughters of officials, their looks aren't necessarily that beautiful. How can they compare to… cough cough, like this slut."

He lifted his leg and nudged the naked woman's shoulder.

Lord Li laughed heartily: "Brother Luo, you're mistaken... There are many ways to enjoy women. This girl is beautiful, but her status is low. The wives and daughters of officials are different. Think about it, they're usually high above others, and it's not easy for outsiders to even glance at them. Now, just by spending some silver, you can ride on them and do whatever you want. Haha! So satisfying!"

Luo Can tilted his head and thought for a moment, then laughed: "That's true! If it were the wife or daughter of my mortal enemy, that would be even better... Hahaha!"

Lord Li chuckled and said: "Lord Luo, do you remember Mao Dasheng? That old man, back when I attacked Yingtian Prefecture, helped Emperor Jianwen come out to hurl insults, giving me a thorough dressing-down. As soon as he was beheaded, I rushed to the brothel to have my way with his wife, haha! That revenge is complete."

Luo Can laughed: "I've heard that Mao Dasheng has a concubine who is quite beautiful, but she's from a brothel..."

Li The official said, "No, that's not it. I specifically went to have sex with Mao Dasheng's first wife. That's what revenge is all about! What's so appealing about that little bitch?"

Luo Can asked in astonishment, "Old Mao is so old, his first wife must be quite old too, right? What's the point?"

The official laughed, "That Zhang is over fifty, already fifty-six years old, and she's not exactly beautiful. But, haha! Having sex with her is much more enjoyable than having sex with this little bitch!" He

also kicked the naked woman on the ground and continued, "Thinking about that Zhang, a dignified noblewoman, being stripped naked and pinned to the ground to be trampled and raped by me. That woman has given birth to several sons and daughters, and her cunt was still loose and saggy from being fucked for a few days. When I'm not satisfied, I lift one of her legs, like this..."

He stood up, pulled up the woman's left leg, and lifted it up. The woman screamed, her left leg raised high, exposing her naked vulva. The official chuckled and kicked her genitals hard. The woman screamed in agony, her body dragging on the ground as she struggled violently, but how could her womanly private parts escape the abuse? She writhed in pain, tears streaming down her face, groaning loudly.

Lord Li kicked her a few times, laughing loudly, "That Zhang woman's crying was ten times louder than this little bitch's! Just thinking that she's Mao Dasheng's wife makes me feel so good! So good! Later, that slut was raped to death and thrown naked outside to feed the dogs. Many people saw it, Lord Luo must have heard about it too."

Amidst Lord Li's triumphant laughter, Cheng Jin on the roof felt a chill. The woman inside, suffering humiliation, turned her head in her violent struggle, and Cheng Jin saw clearly—it was his own sister, Murong Yan'er!

"This bitch is really pretty, but it's a pity she's a bandit's wife. Tsk tsk, pitiful!"

It was Luo Can who sneered. He stood up and stomped his right leg, clad in a cloth boot, onto Yan'er's breast, rubbing it against it. Poor Yan'er, whose genitals had just been severely injured and was already in excruciating pain, was further humiliated by this trampling, causing her to tremble and even her cries to become distorted.

Cheng Jin, enraged, almost couldn't resist jumping down to retaliate and save her. However, this was a government office, and the other side was full of skilled fighters; jumping down would only be suicide. He could only restrain himself, not daring to make a move.

Hearing Yan'er cry, "My lord, spare my life..."

Luo Can chuckled and said, "This bitch is quite good; let's all have a good time with her."

A dozen or so burly men immediately burst into lewd laughter. Amidst Yan'er's screams and pleas for mercy, her breasts were each grabbed by two large hands, then her hair was pulled tight, her legs were spread apart by two men, and she was lifted into the air. The first burly man impatiently unbuckled his belt and thrust his long-suppressed, already erect penis into Yan'er's still aching vagina without a second thought.

Luo Can laughed, "Even the brothel probably wouldn't find such a beautiful girl, would it? And so incredibly seductive. Hehe, but I'm not willing to give this little slut to the brothel! Wouldn't it be better to keep her for myself?"

Lord Li brushed aside Yan'er's tear-streaked face, glanced at her, and said, "Hmm, not bad. Being a prostitute could earn you a lot of money."

Luo Can laughed heartily, "Anyway, the women we caught this time are all very beautiful. Making money is easy! It's amazing how many beauties Zhao Kunhua and Cheng Jin have given me! The old and the young are all good-looking, even the pregnant woman is quite pretty. Haha!"

Cheng Jin was furious, but gritted his teeth and held back. Then Luo Can clapped his hands, and a servant walked in from outside. Luo Can said, "Bring the dozen or so most beautiful women I picked out from the bandits' families the other day for Lord Li to appreciate."

Lord Li laughed, "I've already seen them! But I'm in a good mood now, so it's not bad to have some fun with them."

Luo Can laughed, "I'm just afraid there are too many beauties; you won't be able to handle them all, sir."

Lord Li patted his chest and laughed loudly, "Back in the day, I could sleep with seven women a night without batting an eye. The other day, the Emperor ordered Qi Tai's sister and two nephews' wives, as well as Huang Zicheng's sister—a total of four rebel family members—to be dragged to the market..." "They gang raped us day and night for over ten days, with more than twenty strong men doing it to us. They were all pale and sickly. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I went up and showed my might. Those four sluts were all half-dead by me in less than an hour!"

Luo Can said, "I've also heard about this. But I don't know how those four sluts are doing now?"

Lord Li said, "Nothing much, sluts! We fucked them until they were pregnant and we kept fucking them. Their children will be slaves for generations."

As he spoke, a group of women, their clothes disheveled but bound tightly, were brought in. Cheng Jin looked closely and saw Yang Xiangling, the Zhao sisters, and others among them. The one in the lead, heavily pregnant, was his wife, Zhao Shuangling.

Luo Can said, "This pregnant woman is Zhao Kunhua's daughter. She's carrying Cheng Jin's bastard child. Her status is very important. Haha! I've fucked her. Her hole is still very tight. Not bad."

Lord Li laughed, "Interesting!"

He stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Shuangling's hair. Zhao Shuangling was forced to look up, her face streaked with tears, staring fearfully at Lord Li.

Lord Li chuckled, "Hmm, not bad looking."

He reached inside Zhao Shuangling's clothes, grasping and squeezing one of her breasts, nodding, "Hmm, very smooth, very firm, very good."

Zhao Shuangling cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face, begging for mercy. Lord Li chuckled, releasing her breast and moving his hand to her crotch. With a sharp "ripping," he tore Zhao Shuangling's trousers in two. Zhao Shuangling's two snow-white thighs trembled uncontrollably, revealing the faint hairs on her mons pubis.

Lord Li placed a large hand on Zhao Shuangling's vulva, his thick middle finger immediately penetrating her. Zhao Shuangling struggled and cried, her eyes red and swollen, but her slender body, compared to the tall Lord Li, was like a doll in his palm.

After playing with her vulva for a while, Lord Li praised, "Hmm, not bad! Looks like your husband doesn't fuck you very often!"

Suddenly, he kicked Zhao Shuangling in the back of the knee, causing her legs to buckle and she to kneel down with a thud, her face directly facing Lord Li's crotch.

Lord Li pulled out his penis, pried open Zhao Shuangling's mouth, and shoved it inside: "Be a good girl and let me have some fun, or I'll cut open your belly and see what that bastard looks like!"

Zhao Shuangling was already trembling with fear and dared not disobey, so she could only gently lick his penis.

Seeing Zhao Shuangling kneel down, the burly men in the hall immediately started pushing and kicking, forcing all the women in the group to their knees. These women had already suffered a lot of humiliation in the Dragon God Gang, and now they had just escaped one tiger's den only to fall into another, so they weren't too unaccustomed to it. They were just uneasy, wondering how this official would treat them.

Luo Can pointed at Madam Zhao and said, "This woman is Zhao Kunhua's wife. She's over forty. How does she compare to the wives of officials? How well is she maintained?"

Lord Li, with one hand pressing down on Zhao Shuangling's head, glanced at Madam Zhao and said, "Hmm, not bad. This woman must be this little slut's mother, right? Let me see her breasts."

The crowd in the hall chuckled.

Madam Zhao struggled, "No..."

but was immediately grabbed by a burly man beside her, her clothes torn at the front. The burly man turned her body towards Lord Li, grasping one of her breasts in each hand, squeezing them, and laughed, "The skin is quite delicate."

Lord Li nodded and said, "At over forty, her nipples are still erect. Not bad quality. If she's well cared for, this body can be played with for another ten or eight years without any problem."

He reached out and pushed Zhao Shuangling to the ground, grabbed her legs and lifted her up, his thick penis "whooshing" into Zhao Shuangling's vagina.

"Ah..."

Zhao Shuangling cried out in surprise, her already round belly bouncing with her body's movements, her bulging breasts bouncing rhythmically. The crowd found it amusing and laughed loudly, "Fuck! Fuck this pregnant bitch to death! Haha!" Cheng Jin,

on the rooftop, was both furious and heartbroken. He forced down his anger, holding his breath as he watched them defile his wife, who was carrying his child. His eyes were bloodshot, and he clenched his teeth tightly.

Chapter 71 Acquaintances Suddenly

, Madam Zhao cried out, "Spare Ling'er... She's pregnant... Please..."

Luo Can laughed, "But our Lord Li likes to fuck your daughter! Haha! Do you want to take your daughter's place?"

Madam Zhao hurriedly said, "I'll take her place! Let Ling'er go!"

Luo Can and Lord Li exchanged a smile, then Luo Can kicked Madam Zhao, saying, "You really want to take her place? Beg me! Haha!"

Madam Zhao blushed and whispered, "Please, sir, fuck me..."

Luo Can laughed loudly and said to his men, "This slut really needs to be fucked, she's really shameless. Let's satisfy her, haha!"

The burly men laughed loudly, and immediately several men surrounded Madam Zhao, lifted her body, tore off her clothes in a few quick movements, and began gang-raping her on the spot.

Madam Zhao's body was supported by several strong arms, her breasts were being vigorously rubbed, and her dry vagina and anus were simultaneously penetrated by penises, causing her to scream in agony. In the chaos, seeing Zhao Shuangling still being raped by Lord Li, she cried out, "Ling'er... let Ling'er go..."

The burly men laughed loudly, and Lord Li's penis thrust even more vigorously into Zhao Shuangling. No one paid her any attention.

"Mother..."

Zhao Shuangling looked at her mother's miserable state with red eyes, sobbing incessantly. The hard, iron-like penis thrust deep into her vagina, seemingly penetrating her uterus and hurting her unborn child. Zhao Shuangling's facial muscles contorted in pain, only tears streaming down her face.

"Heh heh! That's satisfying!"

Lord Li laughed loudly, his iron-like hands grabbing Zhao Shuangling's tender breasts until they were bruised and red.

Seeing that the adults were aroused, the soldiers didn't hold back either, three or two holding down a woman and starting to ravage her on the spot. For a moment, the hall was filled with the cries of women and the lewd laughter of men.

"Ah... Ru'er... Yao'er..."

Seeing her other two daughters being gang-raped by several burly men, Madam Zhao cried even more miserably, "Please, Ru'er is pregnant too, don't..."

Before she could finish speaking, a penis was shoved into her mouth, and she couldn't scream anymore.

"Hehe, you bitch, you're pregnant too?"

said the man raping Zhao Shuangru, grinning as he examined her body, "Can't you tell? Haha! But your belly isn't very slim!"

Zhao Shuangru was panting heavily from being raped, with an excited penis stuffed in her mouth, how could she possibly respond?

Luo Can looked at his beautiful captives with a smug smile. Suddenly, as if he had noticed something, he said, "Where's the other pretty girl? Why didn't you bring her along?"

A constable standing at the door hurriedly knelt down and said, "Reporting to you, sir, she has escaped."

Cheng Jin's heart skipped a beat, recalling the dark figure he had seen outside earlier, and he thought, "Could it really be Aqi?"

Aqi was not among the women below.

Luo Can slammed his fist on the table and shouted, "Damn it! How did she escape?"

The constable replied, "It was...it was...it was Miss Fang who knocked Zhang Jiu unconscious...Luckily, the brothers discovered her early, and only one escaped."

Luo Can roared, "What an incompetent fool! Incompetent fool! Where is that bitch surnamed Fang?"

The constable said, "The brothers have already apprehended her, and she awaits your judgment, sir."

Luo Can yelled, "Bring that bitch up here! Damn it, how dare she let my people go?"

Cheng Jin understood. The "Miss Fang" who rescued Aqi first was most likely Fang Yirong. But how this girl had infiltrated the government was truly strange.

After being released by Cheng Jin, Fang Yirong was lost and helpless. That day in the city, she learned that Magistrate Luo of the prefecture was planning to wipe out the Dragon God Gang, and that they shared the same ambition. So she went to visit Magistrate Luo. She was quite familiar with the feud between Zhao Kunhua and Cheng Jin, but Magistrate Luo was unaware of this, and they hit it off immediately. Seeing her beauty, Magistrate Luo tried to flirt with her several times, but Fang Yirong refused, so he treated her with the courtesy due to a guest. Fang Yirong was determined to take revenge and rescue Aqi, so she stayed at the government office, thinking that Magistrate Luo, a dignified prefect, wouldn't act recklessly, and that they could leave together after rescuing Aqi. However, Aqi was indeed rescued from the Dragon God Gang, but it turned out that Magistrate Luo was also a lecherous scoundrel, no different from Zhao Kunhua. Left with no other choice, they had to forcibly break her out of prison.

"What's so important about a little girl running away? What's the big deal?"

Magistrate Li laughed at Magistrate Luo.

Luo Can snorted, grabbed Yang Xiangling by the hair, and slammed her to the ground, saying, "Your daughter ran away, are you happy? Damn it!"

Yang Xiangling's head hit the ground, drawing blood from a gash. For years, she had endured all kinds of mistreatment; Zhao Kunhua had tried everything to subdue her, but nothing could break her spirit. She had finally escaped her misery, only to be dragged back into the lion's den, leaving her utterly despondent. Besides, her daughter had already escaped, leaving her with no more attachments. So she glared at Luo Can, remaining silent.

Luo Can flew into a rage, cursing, "You bitch!"

and kicked Yang Xiangling in the stomach. Yang Xiangling crouched down in pain, letting out a soft groan.

Suddenly, Lord Li said, "This woman looks familiar."

Luo Can said, "Hehe, she's quite famous! She's Yang Xiangling, the younger sister of the infamous 'Cold-Faced Twin Beauties' from twenty years ago!"

He then grabbed Yang Xiangling's hair, forcing her to tilt her head back so Lord Li could see her clearly.

"Haha!"

Upon hearing this, Lord Li immediately abandoned Zhao Shuangling and went over. Zhao Shuangling quickly closed her legs tightly, shrinking into a ball. But immediately, more men stepped forward, pulling her hands and feet, stretching her into a "big" shape, several penises dangling in front of her. Zhao Shuangling cried loudly in fright, and amidst the men's lewd laughter, new penises entered her vagina.

Lord Li, his penis erect, walked up to Yang Xiangling, slapping his penis, covered in Zhao Shuangling's bodily fluids, against her face, laughing loudly. Luo Can cautiously asked, "Did this slut have some grudge against Lord Li back then?"

Lord Li laughed, "No grudge. Lord Luo, you're not a member of the martial world, so you don't know that back then, there were hundreds, if not thousands, of men who dreamed of having sex with the Yang sisters. I even fought alongside them back then. Slut, do you still recognize me?"

Yang Xiangling glanced at him, remembering that he seemed to be a junior disciple of the Kunlun Sect, traveling the martial world with his master. He had once captured and killed a notorious bandit in Jiangzhou with the sisters, back then he was just a greenhorn. She never imagined that after so many years, he would become some "Lord Li," while she was kneeling at his feet in humiliation.

Lord Li laughed, "Since it's you, I'll have to enjoy myself! Haha!"

He shoved Yang Xiangling to the ground, ripped her clothes to shreds, grabbed her breasts, and laughed loudly. Yang Xiangling was powerless to resist, turned her face away, and closed her eyes.

Lord Li said, "Interesting, still trying to play the cold beauty!"

He reached down to grab a handful of pubic hair from Yang Xiangling's crotch and tugged at it. Yang Xiangling cried out in pain, arching her back to ease the pain of the taut pubic hair being pulled. Lord Li laughed heartily, continuing to pull upwards with her pubic hair, causing Yang Xiangling's buttocks to arch higher and higher. Several pubic hairs were already broken off, and tears streamed down Yang Xiangling's face from the pain, but Lord Li still wouldn't let go.

"Beg me for mercy! Hahaha!"

Lord Li half-squatted down, one hand grasping one of Yang Xiangling's breasts, the other grabbing a handful of her pubic hair and pulling, laughing heartily. Yang Xiangling still turned her face away, gritting her teeth and enduring the pain, but remained silent. Lord Li

sneered, "Really stubborn!"

Holding onto her pubic hair, he thrust his erect penis into her vagina.

Yang Xiangling let out a soft "woo," tilting her head back as if trying to make a sound. Lord Li laughed, "You slut, you're not young anymore, but this rotten hole is still well-maintained!"

Yang Xiangling blushed, clenching her teeth, deliberately ignoring him. Lord Li thrust his penis in hard, moving his hand from her crotch to her chest, grabbing one breast and kneading it roughly. With his other hand, he pinched her chin, turning her face to face him, examining her for a moment, then laughed, "Still as beautiful as twenty years ago, you have a certain charm with age, haha! I wanted to fuck you more than twenty years ago, but back then I didn't have the ability or the guts. Unexpectedly, today, I've actually been able to get my wish. Haha!"

Yang Xiangling's body ached from his ministrations, her eyes reddening again. After all the hardships and twists and turns, she still couldn't escape the fate of being raped. The more famous her beauty was in her youth, the more ruthless the abusers became. Her dry vagina was brutally penetrated, her private parts exposed to the public eye for all to play with, the proud heroine turned into a sex slave for everyone to have their way with… These things seemed to be over, but they finally came back to haunt her.

“Is that pretty little girl who ran away this slut’s daughter? What a pity! Otherwise, it would be so much more enjoyable to have both mother and daughter fucked!”

Lord Li said to Luo Can while raping Yang Xiangling.

Luo Can pointed to Yan'er, who was being gang-raped by several men, and laughed, "That little wench is Yang Xiaoling's daughter. Didn't I see you showing her such interest, sir?"

Lord Li clicked his tongue and said, "Really? No wonder she's so pretty! Hehe, why didn't you say so sooner! Send that wench to a brothel, put up a sign saying Yang Xiaoling's daughter is here waiting to be fucked, haha, I guarantee the brothel's threshold will be worn down! And send that slut Yang Xiangling there too, let them, aunt and niece, stick their asses out waiting for men's dicks... haha, truly wonderful!"

While thrusting his penis in and out, he lewdly laughed at Yang Xiangling and said, "Isn't it good? Isn't it wonderful? Haha!"

Yang Xiangling's eyes were red, her face turned to the side, tears slowly flowing down her cheeks, biting her lip and remaining silent.

Just then, two men held knives to the neck of a woman in red and pushed her into the hall. Cheng Jin saw it clearly from the roof; the person who came was Fang Yirong.

Fang Yirong entered the hall only to be met with the lewd scene. Her face flushed crimson, and she cursed, "I never imagined a prefect like you could..."

Before she could finish, the man behind her kicked her in the buttocks. With her hands bound behind her back, Fang Yirong lost her balance and fell in front of Luo Can.

Luo Can grabbed her hair and slapped her twice across the face, cursing, "You little slut! How dare you let my people go?"

Fang Yirong glared at him angrily and said, "I thought you were a benevolent official who fought for the people and rid the country of bandits, which is why I joined you. Who knew you... you forcibly took women from the people and engaged in gang rape. How are you any different from those traitors of the Dragon God Gang?"

Luo Can sneered, "Is that so?"

He kicked Fang Yirong in the stomach. Even though he was a scholar, his kick wasn't very strong, but it still caused Fang Yirong to feel a sharp pain in her stomach and cry out in pain.

Lord Li was busy raping Yang Xiangling and didn't care much about Fang Yirong. Hearing her say this, he couldn't help but retort, "The families of rebels are all lowly women, deserving of death. Punishing them with their bodies to atone for their sins is already extremely lenient. Think of those four lowly women in Qi Tai and Huang Zicheng's families, brought to the marketplace and subjected to torture day and night—that was ordered by the Emperor himself. We

officials were merely following orders. Haha!" Fang Yirong cursed, "Shameless!"

Luo Can stepped forward and kicked her again, saying, "You call the Emperor shameless? You rebellious little slut, now that I've caught you, you'll naturally be sent to slavery!"

He stomped on Fang Yirong's face, grinning lewdly.

Fang Yirong felt a chill in her heart and struggled fiercely. She still possessed martial arts skills; although her hands were bound, her footwork was still intact. Although her head was pinned down by Luo Can, she kicked upwards with her slender legs, striking Luo Can in the lower back. Luo Can hadn't expected this little slut to dare resist; the kick sent her flying backwards, the pain excruciating. Having landed a successful blow, Fang Yirong sprang to her feet with a somersault. Luo Can shouted, "Take this little slut down!"

But without his command, someone stepped forward. Before Fang Yirong could regain her footing, a burly man approached—a close attendant of Lord Li. Fang Yirong struggled lightly with her hands, knowing she couldn't break free of the ropes binding her immediately. She then launched a flying kick at the approaching man.

The burly man smiled slightly, noticing the opening in her stance, and also kicked out. Before Fang Yirong's kick could even reach her opponent, he preemptively struck her in the groin, a vital spot. She screamed in agony, her body flying far away, crashing into a pillar in the hall before landing heavily on the ground, writhing in pain.

Cheng Jin was secretly alarmed: "Fang Yirong's martial arts are not weak either. Her kick was powerful and fierce. I wouldn't dare to be careless either. This man, however, injured her severely in just half a move without breaking a sweat..."

Although Fang Yirong's hands were not free, greatly reducing her skill, this man's martial arts were clearly far superior to hers.

"The reinforcements that traitor Luo Can brought are indeed powerful!"

Cheng Jin became even more cautious.

Luo Can was still groaning in pain. With the help of his men, he slowly walked to Fang Yirong, kicked her thigh, and cursed, "You...you little bitch...ow...you dare to kick me..." Fang Yirong felt excruciating

pain in her lower body, cold sweat poured down her forehead, and she groaned incessantly. The kick from Luo Can didn't hurt at all, and she acted as if she hadn't felt anything.

Luo Can cursed, "Damn it, you little bitch, do you look down on me?"

He ordered his men to lift Fang Yirong up. Fang Yirong's hair was disheveled, and her lower body was still throbbing with pain. She couldn't muster any strength and was immediately grabbed by two burly men, forced to stand up.

Chapter 72 How Could This Be So

Unbearable? Luo Can cursed, "You little slut!"

He reached for Fang Yirong's chest, grabbing one of her breasts through her clothes and squeezing it hard, cursing, "Look

how arrogant you are! Now that you're in my hands, hehe!" Fang Yirong blushed, letting out a soft "woof," and tried to twist her body, but was firmly restrained by two strong arms, unable to move .

"Damn it!"

Luo Can, his ferocity rising, used brute force, his fingers digging into Fang Yirong's breast, twisting it forcefully.

"Ah..."

Fang Yirong, in excruciating pain, her face flushed red, struggling desperately, her legs poised to kick again. But the moment she moved, the unbearable pain in her groin made her powerless.

"Hiss..."

Luo Can ripped open half of Fang Yirong's top, revealing a pink undergarment.

"Bastard! What do you think you're doing?"

Fang Yirong struggled and cried out.

"Hehe! What am I supposed to do? What else can I do but be a slave? You let that little girl go, so I had to take your place anyway!"

Luo Can leered, "Strip this stinking wench naked!"

"No... bastard..."

Fang Yirong screamed, twisting her body wildly. But her belt was suddenly ripped open, the straps of her bodice snapped, and a large hand lifted her blouse, revealing a pair of beautiful breasts.

"Haha..."

Luo Can slapped Fang Yirong's breasts a few times like a ball, laughing, "Round and pretty, what a slut!"

"Shameless... You, a dignified prefect..."

Fang Yirong was mortified and screamed hoarsely.

"Who says a prefect can't discipline a female slave?"

Luo Can said smugly, the injury from being kicked earlier seemed to have healed, one hand playing with Fang Yirong's breasts, the other hand unceremoniously reaching inside her pants.

"Huh?"

A strange smile suddenly appeared on Luo Can's face.

With a "whoosh," Fang Yirong's pants were pulled down to her ankles. "Lift her buttocks up, let me see. Haha! This slut!"

He was greatly surprised to see the short pubic hair that had recently grown on Fang Yirong's mons pubis.

"Ugh...no...bastards..."

Fang Yirong's secret about her vulva was exposed to everyone's eyes, and she was filled with shame and indignation. Her desperate struggles were useless. Two big men held her legs on either side, and her buttocks were spread wide apart.

"Oh?"

Luo Can reached out and touched her vulva, flicking the small silver ring attached there. Fang Yirong's body trembled slightly, and she almost cried out.

"Hehe! Just like those other sluts."

Luo Can couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Qin Jing and Zhao Shuangru.

"Slut Fang Yirong!"

Someone had already noticed the small words on the silver ring and read them out loud.

Fang Yirong almost fainted.

"Haha! I thought you were some pure and innocent young lady, but you've long been a slut! Were you fucked to pieces by Zhao Kunhua or Cheng Jin?"

Luo Can laughed loudly, flicking her labia a few times with his middle finger before thrusting it into Fang Yirong's vagina.

"Ugh..."

Fang Yirong was filled with shame, her body trembling slightly, and a few tears finally flowed slowly down her cheeks.

"Haha! This bitch is crying! Did Lord Luo enjoy playing with her too much?"

someone laughed.

"Not bad, not bad, this hole hasn't been fucked to pieces yet."

Luo Can nodded approvingly, pulling down his pants, "Let me fuck you to pieces, you slut!"

He ordered his men to hold Fang Yirong steady, and with a lewd grin, he guided his penis to her petals and slowly inserted it.

"Ah..."

Raped again, Fang Yirong couldn't help but groan softly. She hadn't expected that she would be so relieved to escape Cheng Jin's lewd clutches so soon, only to have her body taken by this hypocritical prefect again. Avoiding the lewd gazes of the burly men in the hall, Fang Yirong trembled incessantly.

"That bitch's ass's been fucked raw for ages! Bah!"

The man on the left, supporting her buttocks, slowly inserted a finger into her anus, announcing his latest discovery.

"I told you this bitch was a slut!"

Luo Can chuckled. "She's been playing innocent in my yamen all this time! Damn it! So... she's a sex slave, Fang Yirong? Haha!"

His penis slowly thrust in and out of Fang Yirong's dry vagina.

"Oh..."

Cold sweat poured down Fang Yirong's forehead; her recently injured vagina was chafed painfully by the thrusting penis. So many men were leering and enjoying watching her being raped; Fang Yirong wished she could just die.

"Damn it!"

Cheng Jin lay on the roof, the early winter wind chilling him, but the lewd scene in the hall below continued. His sister, wife, and children were being gang-raped. "That bastard Luo Can is fucking ruthless!" Should

he watch any longer? The more he watched, the angrier he became. The piercing cries of his sister and Ling'er made his heart tremble.

Should he leave? But he had come all this way; how could he give up?

Fang Yirong suffered the most torture. Still enraged, Luo Can ordered his men to torture her relentlessly, one penis after another penetrating her vagina and anus without pause. Fang Yirong's body was bruised and swollen from the rough hands, her injured body being raped to the point of near death. Her swollen, red eyes glared angrily at the men who had abused her. But the men only grew more excited.

However, their greatest excitement was also their greatest relaxation. At some point, the men holding Fang Yirong loosened their grip. Fang

Yirong's pent-up strength suddenly erupted, and she broke free from the men's control, flying towards a pillar in the hall. Better to be shattered jade than survive a broken tile! Fang Yirong would never again be a sex slave. Cheng Jin's heart tightened.

The image of Zhou Qianxu, the woman who had suffered humiliation in the Dragon God Gang a few months ago, flashed through his mind. He seemed to see again a beautiful body, her brains spilling out in a gruesome state.

But the tragedy did not occur; a skilled man pulled Fang Yirong back at the crucial moment.

With a thud, Fang Yirong's head struck the pillar, and she fainted, bleeding profusely.

"She's still breathing!"

someone confirmed.

"Damn it, what a spoilsport! Take her away and get a doctor to check on her. I haven't had enough of this woman yet!"

Luo Can waved his hand impatiently.

Fang Yirong was hastily dressed and carried out on a man's shoulder.

Cheng Jin's mind raced: "If I wanted to save this Rongnu, now would be the perfect opportunity."

"But my sister and Ling'er are still suffering. Why should I rush to save her?"

"Hmm, this girl's martial arts skills aren't bad. Maybe she can lend me a hand..."

He glanced reluctantly at the hall again. Yan'er and Yang Xiangling were still being gang-raped. Zhao Shuangling, weak and pregnant, had fainted, her disheveled hair covering half her face, looking utterly haggard. Luo Can then took pity on her and let her lie down to rest.

"Sister, Ling'er, Aunt... I'll risk my life to get you out, please bear with me a little longer..."

Cheng Jin thought to himself. He then spotted Fang Yirong's direction and quietly slipped off the roof.

The burly man carrying Fang Yirong thought he was safe inside the government office, completely unaware of the enemy watching. When he reached a secluded spot, a sudden pain shot through his neck, and he collapsed to the ground before he could even utter a sound. Cheng Jin dragged

him to a corner to avoid being discovered too soon, then hoisted Fang Yirong onto his back, determined the direction, and darted back onto the roof, heading straight for the exit.

Although he had just recovered from a serious illness and his martial arts skills hadn't fully returned, Cheng Jin knew he couldn't afford to be careless. Using the rooftops and trees as cover, he scaled the wall and escaped. By the time the officials arrived and discovered someone had collapsed, banging drums and gongs to arrest the assassin, Cheng Jin was already far away.

He raced out of the city, taking only the back roads. He didn't know where he had run off to. Seeing that there were no pursuers behind him, Cheng Jin stopped, panting, leaning against a tree.

"So tired!" Cheng Jin thought to himself, "How could I be so tired? Is it just because I'm recovering from a serious illness? Or has my body been worn down by overindulgence these past few months?"

"No one's here, put me down,"

a gentle voice said from behind. It turned out that Fang Yirong had woken up sometime earlier.

"It's you!"

Fang Yirong was gently put down, and in the dim moonlight, she recognized her benefactor.

"Hehe, it's me!" Cheng Jin

said.

"Why did you save me?"

Fang Yirong took a step back.

"Because you were easier to save, so I just did it! It's such a waste for a beauty like you to fall into that Luo guy's hands!"

Cheng Jin chuckled.

"You...you villain! What do you want?"

Fang Yirong blushed.

"Me, a villain?"

Cheng Jin sneered. "Well, even if I am a villain to you, I'm still not as wicked as that beastly bastard Luo Can, am I? I'm just like you now, I can't even be wicked anymore. Hehe!"

"Don't think that just because you saved me, I'll..."

Fang Yirong gritted her teeth, "You insulted me, I won't forget you! What do you want? Just say it!"

"I want to save someone, just like you,"

Cheng Jin said. "Didn't you already rescue your cousin Aqi? Where is she?"

"I... I won't betray her! Don't even think about insulting her!"

Fang Yirong took another step back, but her legs went weak, she lost her footing, and fell to the ground. The injury from before was still throbbing with pain, and the wound on her head was still dripping blood.

“My cousin Aqi has long since forgiven me. You can ask her if you don’t believe me. She said that as long as I reform, she’s willing to serve me for life. After I rescued my sister and the others, I reformed,”

Cheng Jin said, extending a hand. “Come on, let me help you.”

“Pah! I don’t need your kindness! I don’t believe you!”

Fang Yirong said, struggling to get up.

“Hehe, if you don’t believe me, fine. That bastard official knows I have a deep grudge against that old scoundrel Zhao. You must have told him, right? Heh, you’ve exposed my secrets and caused me a lot of trouble. It’s time to settle any scores,”

Cheng Jin said.

"Report? Haha!"

Fang Yirong laughed loudly, "Aren't you still here perfectly fine? What did I report?" "

If Luo Can didn't know that the Dragon God Gang was about to erupt into internal strife, he might not have dared to so brazenly wipe us out! He actually dared to openly and silently capture our brothers, whom we had sent inside and outside the city, one by one, knowing that we couldn't do anything to him... Hehe!"

Cheng Jin said, "Forget about that. Anyway, we're united against a common enemy now. I saved you just to have another helper. I don't have the mind to mess with you right now. Even if I did, I wouldn't."

Cheng Jin sighed.

"I won't believe you! As soon as I saw this place, I..."

Fang Yirong didn't have the strength to stand up and sat on the ground, saying fiercely. Cheng Jin

looked around and realized that they had run into Donglin again. This was the place where he had captured Fang Yirong.

"Hehe, who told you to be so beautiful..."

Cheng Jin laughed.

Just then, light footsteps came from afar.

"Shh..."

Cheng Jin helped Fang Yirong behind a tree, holding his breath. A figure staggered closer in the distance—it was Aqi!

"Why is she running so slowly? Why is she lagging behind us?"

Cheng Jin thought to himself.

"Aqi, run! This villain is going to hurt you..."

Fang Yirong suddenly shouted.

"Don't be afraid, it's me, Cousin Qi!"

Cheng Jin called after her.

Aqi stopped, stunned for a moment, and recognized the two figures emerging from behind the tree. "Sister Rong..."

she cried and rushed over, "Are you...are you alright?"

"She's alright, and I'm alright too,"

Cheng Jin smiled.

"Was it...was it him who rescued you?"

Aqi glanced at Cheng Jin and asked Fang Yirong.

"Yes...I guess so..."

Fang Yirong said.

Seeing that Fang Yirong's head was still bleeding, Aqi quickly tore off a piece of her clothing and bandaged her wound.

"Aqi, I'm so glad you're alright. I...let's leave this place...I...I'm a little scared..."

Fang Yirong recalled her traumatic experience in Suzhou, and couldn't help but feel lingering fear.

Aqi shook her head: "My mother is still in that wicked prefect's hands, how...how can I abandon her? Besides, what did I come to Suzhou for? It was to save her, I can't..."

Fang Yirong remained silent. Cheng Jin said: "Don't worry, cousin Qi, I will definitely rescue your mother, and my sister too..."

Aqi glared at him and cried: "It's all your fault! It's all your fault! If you had taken us back to Wuchang earlier...you..." She

reached out and wiped away her tears.

Cheng Jin lowered his head and remained silent. After a long while, he sighed: "Yes, it's my fault. Alas!"

"If I hadn't been so greedy for the power and beauty of the Dragon God Gang, if I had listened to my aunt..."

Cheng Jin thought to himself, "My aunt and sister wouldn't have had to suffer again, and Ling'er...Ling'er wouldn't have had to give herself to someone else while heavily pregnant..."

Tears welled up in his eyes.

"I...I really am a bastard! An idiot and a bastard! That bastard Luo Can was clearly ready to destroy me, and I was still smugly thinking I was right! I'm the one who ruined them! It's my fault!"

"Why didn't I listen to my aunt? Otherwise, our family would be happily living a carefree life in Wuchang! I could have started over and become my Murong Gongzi again! I did so many bad things, is this retribution? Or is God playing a trick on me?"

Cheng Jin pounded his head, crying uncontrollably.

"It's my fault! I'm a bastard! I was bewitched!"

he cried.

Fang Yirong and Aqi looked at each other. Fang Yirong coldly said, "If you knew this would happen, why did you do it in the first place? You deserve your retribution, but why drag innocent relatives into this? You..."

She spoke with great satisfaction, about to continue, when Aqi quickly covered her mouth and whispered, "Cousin Jin, regret is useless now. Let's think about how to save them..."

Cheng Jin sighed deeply and gritted his teeth, "If I don't rescue Aunt, Sister, and... and Ling'er, I swear I'm not a human being!"

Fang Yirong chuckled, "I think even if you risk your life, you might not be able to..."

Aqi interrupted, "Who is Ling'er? Isn't she the daughter of that old scoundrel Zhao who married you? She... she... her family has caused us all this trouble." "Why are you still thinking about her?"

Cheng Jin sighed and muttered, "It was her father's fault, it has nothing to do with her. She's so young, she doesn't know martial arts, and she doesn't know how bad things her father and husband have done outside. Alas, she's so pitiful, and she's carrying my child... She's been so good to me, I can't abandon her... I... I... I'm not a heartless person..."

Fang Yirong sneered, "Very well, you're so kind and righteous..."

Aqi tugged at her sleeve and said, "Sister Rong..."

Fang Yirong said, "Haven't you seen what he looks like when he's doing evil? Hehe, how did he treat me? He..."

Her face flushed, and she stopped talking.

Cheng Jin glanced at her and said seriously, "Miss Fang, I was wrong to you before. After I rescue my aunt and the others, you can do whatever you want with them, I won't even bat an eye!"

Fang Yirong sneered twice, stared at him, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Aqi quickly smoothed things over, saying, "Alright, alright, let's not talk about that anymore. It's so cold here! Let's find a place to rest first!"

Cheng Jin then said, "We can't go to the Zhao residence. Let's go to the old house instead."

Aqi asked, "What old house?"

Fang Yirong said, "It's..."

Her face flushed red, and she said, "That place is too dirty. I'm not going."

Cheng Jin sighed, "Don't worry, I won't offend you again. We're both wanted criminals now, so let's find a place to hide for now!"

Aqi also hurriedly helped to persuade her, and finally managed to convince Fang Yirong to reluctantly agree to go to the old house. Cheng Jin walked ahead, while Aqi and Fang Yirong supported each other as they slowly walked forward.

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