[Fantasy] Linglong's Feud (Complete) - 13-15

57. The seductive mistress

Zhao Kunhua's maniacal laughter echoed endlessly: "I've already taken my revenge! Hahaha! Everyone who helped me fuck those bitch sisters and their daughters is helping me get revenge! Hahaha!"

Her eyes were fixed on Cheng Jin, one hand gripping the chair, laughing incessantly.

Cheng Jin blushed, startled. Hu Zi laughed, "He's gone mad."

Cheng Jin snorted, his hands gripping Zhao's breasts tightly, his hot penis brimming with his rage and humiliation, frantically thrusting into Zhao Kunhua's wife's vagina again and again. Zhao's tightly clenched teeth could no longer hold together, the moans from her throat growing louder and louder, gradually opening her mouth as she involuntarily began to moan. The woman's screaming moans, mixed with her husband's incessant lewd laughter, sounded even more eerie and inexplicable.

"Look how much your mother is enjoying it! You should try to moan louder too!"

Hu Zi said to Zhao Shuangru while raping her. Zhao Shuangru glanced shamefully at her mother, who was still in a daze, and let out a soft moan as she succumbed to Hu Zi's penis. Her moans grew louder and gradually turned into wanton cries of lust.

Zhao Kunhua didn't even glance at his wife and daughter being humiliated; he just stared intently at Cheng Jin, laughing incessantly. His already hoarse voice grew even more husky, but he still couldn't stop his maniacal laughter.

Cheng Jin ejaculated. His penis, still hard as iron, continued to pound against his mother-in-law's clitoris. Madam Zhao's cries became even more shrill, her restrained lower body desperately trying to rise. When the shrunken penis left her wet, fleshy orifice, Madam Zhao couldn't help but let out a long whimper.

Cheng Jin chuckled, turned around, pulled Zhao Shuangru's head up, and shouted, "Lick it clean for me!"

Zhao Shuangru dared not disobey and obediently opened her mouth, taking the filthy, ugly thing into her mouth. Her loud groans were finally forced to stop, and the groans from her mother beside her were also gradually fading.

Tiger laughed loudly, "I'll also taste the flavor of Zhao the old thief's wife!"

Abandoning Zhao Shuangru, he pounced on Madam Zhao with his still dripping, lustful penis, and without hesitation, his penis immediately occupied Madam Zhao's newly vacant vulva.

"Ugh..."

Madam Zhao was still panting when she was immediately violated again. She struggled slightly with her limbs, glared at Tiger with red eyes, turned her head away, and sobbed softly.

Tiger chuckled, thrusting his penis in and out a few times, then cupped her buttocks with his palm and gradually moved it to her anus, laughing, "I wonder if this woman has been fucked here before?"

Cheng Jin pinched Shuangru's breasts and laughed, "Nonsense, Old Zhao's woman, where hasn't she been fucked? Haha!"

Tiger didn't say anything more, his penis moved down slightly, and with a whoosh, it thrust into Madam Zhao's anus. Madam Zhao cried out in alarm, her buttocks twisting as she froze, her face flushed crimson, and finally she burst into loud sobs.

Zhao Kunhua's lewd laughter had ceased at some point, as had the woman's moans. Suddenly, the noisy stone house sounded strange, save for the rough breathing of the man and woman and Madam Zhao's intermittent sobs.

After a long while, Cheng Jin suddenly sensed something was amiss. Although Zhao Kunhua's laughter had stopped, the stiff smile on his face remained unchanged, giving him an eerie look. Cheng Jin went over and checked his breath.

"Dead?"

Tiger asked.

Cheng Jin kicked out angrily, "He died so easily, what a bargain for him! Hehe!"

"He's dead, so be it. Young Master, you've taken over all his businesses, even his wife and daughters..."

Hu Zi thrust his penis hard into Madam Zhao's anus, laughing, "He died so easily, consider it repayment for his kindness to you over the years. Haha!"

Cheng Jin sneered, "Hehe! Kindness?"

Madam Zhao turned her head, temporarily forgetting the desolation of her vagina after being raped, her eyes fixed on her husband's corpse, her face blank. For over twenty years, the grudges between her and this man were surging in her heart.

"Wah..."

Zhao Shuangru suddenly burst into tears. As soon as she cried, her younger sister Shuangyao couldn't help but sob softly as well.

"What are you crying for! Don't cry for this old thief!"

Hu Zi shouted loudly, slapping the two sisters he had tamed, but how could he stop them?

Looking out the window, the sun was almost setting. Cheng Jin said to Hu Zi, "Damn, I'm starving! I'll go tell them to set up a feast to celebrate. Haha! You do as the plan says, arrange these women properly... Look, there's another one over there!"

He pointed to Qin Jing, who was already huddled in a corner, watching her sister and niece being humiliated with trepidation.

Dragon God Gang's main hall.

As soon as Cheng Jin appeared, a thunderous cheer erupted: "Gang Leader!"

Yesterday, the gang leader had ordered that the thirty men who performed well today would be rewarded with women tonight. Now, thirty burly men were leering, eagerly waiting for the gang leader to bestow women upon them.

Cheng Jin waved his hand and said, "Is it you? Come in!"

The thirty burly men laughed and jostled, pushing and shoving towards the inner door. Cheng Jin's expression changed, he snorted, and the laughter immediately stopped. After a chaotic commotion, they lined up and slowly followed Cheng Jin inside. Inside

the stone house, Hu Zi had already covered Zhao Kunhua's corpse to the side and retied the four women. The group of burly men followed Cheng Jin inside and saw four naked women of varying sizes bound together, their limbs spread out in a row, looking utterly wretched. They couldn't help but chuckle, exchanging lewd smiles.

On the far left was Zhao Shuangru, her left hand and foot tied together to an iron bar, her right hand bound to Zhao's right foot, and her right foot bound to Zhao's left hand. Her limbs were forced wide open, unable to move. Zhao's wife, Zhao Shuangyao, and Qin Jing were in the same predicament; the four women, hand and foot intertwined, their bodies completely exposed, their private parts laid bare before the lecherous men.

Zhao's wife was filled with shame and indignation. These men had always been mere underlings of her husband, never daring to look her in the eye, and she had never considered them worthy of her attention. Yet now they were exposed like this before them.

"Haha! Some fresh finds, huh?"

someone lewdly laughed.

Cheng Jin and Hu Zi exchanged a knowing smile. Madam Zhao was so ashamed she didn't know what to do. Her recently violated vagina was now wide open, without any cover. She tried to struggle, but immediately heard her daughters' moans. Bound like this, even the slightest movement would hurt her two daughters, who were also bound in the same way.

"This woman's pubic hair is quite dark! Who is she?"

Madam Zhao's thick pubic hair was very different from her sister's and two daughters', immediately attracting everyone's attention.

"These two girls even have piercings, how come they don't look like they've been fucked?"

The group, without instructions, just watched the four of them from a distance.

"Ugh..."

The three women gasped in unison at these comments. Only Qin Jing was already used to it, simply closing her eyes and ignoring it.

"Hey! This hairy woman looks a lot like..."

Someone finally noticed something, and everyone turned their attention to Madam Zhao.

"It really does look like her!"

"Like whom? Who does she look like?"

"Idiot! Haven't you seen the old gang leader's wife?"

"Really?"

"Heh! The one on the left looks just like our young lady!"

They hadn't met Madam Zhao many times and weren't very familiar with her. Zhao Shuangru, however, had always been a member of the gang. The crowd stared intently, exchanging bewildered glances.

"It really...it really is the eldest young lady!"

someone exclaimed.

Hu Zi glanced at Cheng Jin, coughed, and loudly proclaimed, "That's right, it's Madam and the eldest young lady! This is the third young lady! And this one, you all know! Madam said that now is a critical time for the gang's survival, and the old gang leader is powerless to do anything for the gang, so Madam is willing to use the bodies of these two young ladies to comfort everyone and boost morale! Don't be shy, enjoy yourselves! Haha!"

His words were incoherent and utterly absurd. The women on the chopping blocks were still crying softly, saying "no," clearly not willingly as Hu Zi claimed. The crowd exchanged bewildered glances again. They could actually have sex with the usually cold and aloof gang leader's wife! Their penises tingled, and their lust surged. But this was simply too unbelievable, so they all stared at Cheng Jin with bewildered eyes.

Cheng Jin smiled slightly and said, "Madam loves being fucked the most, so everyone go and insert yourselves into Madam's cunt first, so you can all benefit from Chief Zhao's favor. Then these four women are yours to play with tonight! Haha! Go!"

"But...but...but...Old Chief...this...that...always..."

someone asked worriedly.

Cheng Jin's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Chief Zhao said I can do whatever I want with them. I said I'll do it! Are you going to do it or not? If not, get out of here now! Our Madam and Miss aren't afraid of being left without anyone to fuck them!"

Immediately, someone shouted, "Do it! Do it! Do it!"

They quickly took off their clothes, grabbed their already erect penises, pounced on Madam Zhao, and thrust in. Madam Zhao's movements would pull on her daughter's extremely stretched limbs, so she could only grit her teeth and endure, letting this servant take over her body.

Once someone took the lead, others immediately followed suit, undressing. These guys were never good people to begin with. They hesitated a bit when they first heard that the woman was the old gang leader's wife and daughter, but the new gang leader spoke with such certainty, and besides, the beauty they had long coveted was right in front of them. One after another, they swarmed forward.

The man's penis inserted into Madam Zhao's vagina once, completing his task, and then he turned and pounced on Zhao Shuangru, making room for the next person. Before Madam Zhao could even catch her breath, another penis was inserted. Her eyes were fixed upwards, her body no longer moving, letting each penis pass through her vagina, get covered in her own juices, and then go on to rape her daughter and sister.

Cheng Jin laughed loudly, sitting in his chair with his legs crossed, watching. He could clearly see the slight twitching of the muscles on Madam Zhao's face, and the cries of Zhao Shuangru and her sister rose and fell. Although the old thief Zhao was dead, his sins were not over; they would have to be slowly repaid by his wife and daughter. A strange smile appeared on Cheng Jin's face. The resentment that had been building up in his heart for years seemed to have vanished.

Besides Madam Zhao, everyone's favorite was Zhao Shuangru. This usually cold and aloof young lady, always bossing others around, was now surrounded by naked men, their rough hands covering her entire body.

"Young lady, your pussy feels so good to fuck!"

"Young lady, your breasts are so perky!"

Aroused, the men had no more inhibitions, using the same methods Zhao Kunhua used to humiliate women on his wife and daughter.

Suddenly being gang-raped by a group of former subordinates, Zhao Shuangru blushed crimson with shame. The lewd cries of her body, mingled with her own sobs, echoed through the sky.

"Your moans are truly enchanting!"

one of the men raping Zhao Shuangyao laughed, turning to Shuangyao and saying, "Come on! Learn from your sister, moan more beautifully!"

The crowd burst into laughter, urging, "Moan, moan! Third Miss, your eldest sister is being fucked so well, aren't you enjoying it?"

The men raping her then thrust even harder, their hands groping her body with increasing excitement. Shuangyao's delicate breasts were being licked and sucked by two men.

Finally, Shuangyao cried out loudly, her small body struggling, but aside from making her mother and aunt on either side even more exhausted, she couldn't move at all.

Suddenly, Cheng Jin noticed three people still standing still, not joining the fray, and said in a deep voice, "A-Jian, what are you doing?"

A-Jian timidly replied, "Boss... this... it seems... it seems I'm a little sorry for the old boss..."

Cheng Jin snorted and gave Hu Zi a wink. Tiger walked over with a grin. A-Jian asked, "What are you doing?"

Before he finished speaking, Tiger's left hand swept down towards A-Jian's groin, grabbing him. Amidst A-Jian's scream, Tiger laughed, "Hard as a rock, what are you pretending to be, loyal and righteous?"

A-Jian's face turned bright red. His manhood was being grabbed by a man; he was extremely embarrassed, but dared not flinch, standing there dumbfounded, unsure what to do.

Cheng Jin snorted, "Look how much fun they're having. If you don't want to play, get out. You won't have to touch women in the gang anymore. I don't like forcing people."

Tiger released his grip, patted A-Jian's shoulder, and laughed, "Who's the gang leader now? A new emperor, a new court. The gang leader says it's all over! Who do you listen to now?"

He lowered his voice, "Your former gang leader is dead!"

A-Jian and the other two were stunned. They hadn't touched a woman in a long time, and seeing this scene was already difficult for them to resist. The three men exchanged glances. One said, "Of course we'll listen to Chief Cheng..."

Another added, "When Chief Zhao was around, we listened to him; now we listen to Chief Cheng."

The two turned and joined the fray.

Only A-Jian remained, biting his lip, and after a long pause, said, "But... Chief Zhao just... just... we treated his wife and daughter like this, how... how..."

Cheng Jin snorted and cursed, "Foolish! Do as you please!"

Hu Zi's face darkened, and he kicked A-Jian's butt: "Go ahead and do it, or get lost. I'm too lazy to argue with you!"

At this moment, the food and wine that Cheng Jin had just ordered arrived. Cheng Jin immediately ignored A-Jian and invited Hu Zi to join him. The two sat down at the table to drink and eat, laughing and joking as they watched Zhao Kunhua's wife and daughter being gang-raped. Thinking that he had avenged his great enemy and had taken everything from his enemy for himself, Cheng Jin was overjoyed and, in his delight, burst into song.

58. Candlelight and Musings

Amidst the lewd laughter of men and the cries of women, night gradually fell, and servants lit candles.

The initial thrill of revenge slowly faded. Cheng Jin looked at the men in their debauchery and pondered, "How should we handle the funeral arrangements for that old scoundrel Zhao? He should be given a grand funeral, but… but…"

Previously, his mind had been focused on revenge and rescuing his sister and aunt. Now, with his revenge complete, Cheng Jin felt a sense of bewilderment. So many things to do rushed to his mind: "Since I've taken over that old scoundrel Zhao's things, I should do it right! When the time is right, I'll dismantle the Dragon God Gang and restore my Murong family's Chunhua Sect! Hehe! But first, I need to teach these brats a lesson thoroughly…" " Submit to me! Now is the perfect time. As long as I defeat Prefect Luo and make him obedient like before, why should I worry about these lads in the gang not being loyal to me?"

Thinking of this, Cheng Jin smiled smugly. "Then I'll move back to Wuchang Prefecture and continue the incense offerings of my Murong family. I've endured humiliation and finally restored my family; it will be a legendary tale in the martial world. Haha! Mother will be so happy!"

Thinking of his mother, the dream he had a few days ago at the Taihu Gang resurfaced: "

Mother and my sisters will be with me forever from now on! Hahaha!"

The more he thought about it, the happier he became, and he couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Tiger laughed, "Young Master, what makes you so happy?"

Cheng Jin replied, "I plan to return to Wuchang when the time is right and restore Chunhua Gate!"

Tiger clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Good! Good! We'll treat that old scoundrel Zhao the same way he treated us! We'll keep the good women of the Zhao family locked up for life and play with them slowly. As for the others, hehe!"

Thinking of his sister Dong'er's brutal rape and murder, Tiger's eyes flashed with malice.

Cheng Jin hummed in agreement, remaining noncommittal. Tiger continued, "What other women does the Zhao family have? There's only the one who married you, right? Hehe, let's go all the way. That bitch is also Zhao's daughter, so why not..."

But Cheng Jin glared at him, and Tiger felt a knot in his heart, stopping his words.

Cheng Jin tilted his head back and drank a cup of wine, suddenly feeling somewhat depressed. He glanced into the room and saw that Ah Jian, who had somehow joined the group of men, was now vigorously raping Madam Zhao, having completely forgotten about his earlier apologies to Chief Zhao. Cheng Jin chuckled, thinking to himself, "What do you mean by being loyal to that old scoundrel Zhao? Bah!

Madam Zhao and her four daughters and sisters have already been raped to the point of exhaustion, but these burly men are still full of lust." One man was pulling Zhao Shuangru's head, forcing her to suck his penis, while pinching her breasts and teasing, "Miss, of all the fucking, fucking you is the most fun. Your mother is a bit old, and the third young lady is a bit too young! Haha! And you're the sluttest! Hehe!"

Another man was ravaging her anus, also laughing, "I didn't expect the women in Chief Zhao's family to be so good! I wonder what the second young lady is like? Hehe!"

The first man winked at him, "Shh! That's Chief Cheng's woman!"

"She's not that great, maybe we can play with her tomorrow! Hehe, I'm wondering if the second young lady has a gold ring hanging down there? The second young lady's hole will definitely be tighter than the eldest young lady's, haha! It's just a pity she's pregnant, so it's not very fun!"

Just as he was feeling smug, he suddenly noticed Cheng Jin standing to the side with a gloomy face.

"Having a good time thinking about it, huh?"

Cheng Jin said coldly, reaching out and grabbing the guy by the neck, throwing him out. The man's penis was still inserted in Zhao Shuangru's anus. The sudden throw caused both of them to scream, and they were thrown more than ten feet away, immediately becoming dizzy.

Cheng Jin snorted, ignoring him, and returned to his seat, finishing another cup of wine.

Hu Zi watched him quietly, finally saying, "Fine, young master, even if you can't bear to part with that bitch, have you thought about how to settle her? How to explain it to her?"

Cheng Jin glanced at Madam Zhao and her daughter, then at the corpse of Zhao Kunhua, hidden in the corner of the room, and remained silent.

Tiger continued, "Leaving aside the distant past, at Zhao the Old Thief's funeral, that woman..."

He pointed to Madam Zhao, "and your wife... this... that... I can't remember!"

Cheng Jin thought for a moment and said, "Let's not hold a funeral. Just let the gang know he's dead, but don't let the people in the Zhao family know yet. Just say that a great enemy is at hand, so for now, this is how it is."

Feeling rather bored, he stood up and loudly told the group, "I'm leaving first. Listen... listen..."

He whispered to Tiger, "I forgot your surname."

Tiger was startled, glanced at him, and said, "Wu."

So Cheng Jin said loudly, "While I'm gone, you listen to this young master Wu."

Stepping out of the house, a night breeze blew, chilling his back. He had been up all day, and his back was soaked with sweat. Cheng Jin sniffed and ordered the servants to prepare water for a bath.

After bathing, it was already dark. It was the full moon. Standing in the courtyard, he looked up and saw a brilliant starry sky and a clear, bright moon. Cheng Jin stretched, feeling completely refreshed. He could still faintly hear the sounds of debauchery emanating from the stone house. Cheng Jin smiled slightly; now that the deed was done, it was time to make proper arrangements for the future. Thinking of his sister, he strolled over.

Opening the door, he saw a small lamp burning on the table in the center of the room, its flame dim enough to barely illuminate the scene inside. Yan'er and her daughters, Yang Xiangling and Aqi, were still chained, lying in the corner, seemingly asleep.

Recently, the three women no longer needed to be naked as before; two straw mats were laid on the cold floor, and even their meals, under Cheng Jin's special instructions, had become much more lavish.

Looking at them, Cheng Jin thought to himself, "Your suffering is over!"

He took out the key and removed the chains binding them.

With a clinking sound, Yan'er woke up first. Cheng Jin smiled slightly, bent down, picked her up, and carried her to the bed.

Yan'er blushed and said, "Xiao Jin, what are you doing?"

Cheng Jin laughed, "From now on, you won't have to be locked up by this broken thing anymore. Sleep comfortably in bed."

He turned around and carried his aunt and cousin to the bed. The beds in the Dragon God Gang were all incredibly large, more than enough for three people. Cheng Jin smiled and climbed on top of them, lying down next to his sister.

Yan'er asked, "Why? Could it be..."

Cheng Jin laughed, "Old Zhao is dead, and now I'm the gang leader!"

"What? Is it true?"

Yan'er was overjoyed and almost shouted it out.

Cheng Jin shushed her, "Don't be so loud, you'll wake your aunt and the others."

Yan'er was so excited she didn't know what to do, her eyes reddened, and she burst into tears.

Cheng Jin patted her shoulder and laughed, "It's true! No one will bully you anymore!"

"This... what happened?"

"It's a long story..."

Cheng Jin didn't intend to tell them about his humiliation of the Zhao family women, saying, "I'm so tired, I want to sleep. Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?"

Without waiting for Yan'er's reply, he pulled his sister into his arms, closed his eyes, and realized he was indeed exhausted. He fell asleep almost immediately.

Yan'er's heart was pounding, but how could she sleep? Were the humiliations of the past eight years really over? What would she be like in the future... what would she be like in the future? She turned her head and looked around. Her aunt and cousin were sleeping soundly, unaware that they had been moved from the cold floor to the comfortable bed.

Her aunt's lips seemed to be twitching slightly, as if she was dreaming of something terrible. Cheng Jin's arms were holding her tightly. Yan'er gently pulled away, and the hand that was on her shoulder slid down to her chest. Yan'er blushed slightly and turned her head to look. Xiao Jin was sleeping soundly, the breath from his nostrils tickling her cheek.

"He's worked so hard, let him sleep well,"

Yan'er thought, and stopped struggling, letting her younger brother hold her in his arms, warm yet uncomfortable.

Night deepened, but light would eventually come. Yan'er lay motionless on the bed, thinking about many things.

The old stories of Wuchang, the lewd faces of Zhao Kunhua and his gang, the empty eyes of her mother during her humiliation.

Mother? How is she now? A faint light was already filtering through the narrow window, but she was still lost in her memories.

The hand covering her chest seemed to grow heavier and heavier. Yan'er looked closely and saw that Cheng Jin had woken up sometime earlier, one leg wrapped around her waist, one hand gently caressing her chest. "Sister, you're so beautiful!"

Cheng Jin said to her, a suggestive smile on his face.

"Xiao Jin..."

Yan'er struggled gently, but Cheng Jin's grip tightened. His restless hand slipped inside her clothes, caressing the smooth, soft skin of her breasts.

"Xiao Jin, don't..."

Yan'er breathed softly.

"Sister, I want..."

Cheng Jin ignored his sister's futile resistance, unbuttoned her shirt, grasped her left breast with one hand, buried his head down, and lightly touched her right nipple with the tip of his tongue.

"Ah..."

Yan'er suddenly gripped Cheng Jin's hands tightly, "No...don't do this...I'm still your sister..."

Cheng Jin didn't answer, but instead rolled over and pressed down on Yan'er, his early morning hard penis pressing against her lower body through her clothes, his right hand gently pinching Yan'er's nipple with two fingers, his whole palm covering Yan'er's left breast and slowly kneading it. His mouth was still on his sister's other nipple, his tongue gently swirling around it.

Yan'er's body trembled slightly, she moaned no, her hands tightly gripping Cheng Jin's shoulder muscles.

"Sister wants it too, doesn't she?"

Cheng Jin brought his face close to Yan'er's, gently kissed her lips, and smiled slightly. Yan'er quickly turned her face away, swallowed, and was about to speak when she suddenly cried out, "Ah!" Cheng Jin had loosened her belt and was now reaching directly to her vulva.

"Look, I clearly want it. Besides, I want to have my way with you too..."

Cheng Jin's fingers gently rubbed her labia as he smiled at her blushing face.

"Don't do this..."

Yan'er gasped, "It was unavoidable before, but it's not good to do it like this now..."

Her hands weakly pushed against Cheng Jin's chest.

"What's wrong with it? Isn't it better now? I can comfortably have you..."

Cheng Jin teased, kissing Yan'er's face. Her red earlobes were so cute; Cheng Jin suddenly took one into his mouth and gently licked it.

"Ah..."

Yan'er's body trembled slightly, but she didn't move again, only moaning softly, saying indistinctly, "No... I want you..."

Cheng Jin pulled down Yan'er's pants. Yan'er let out a soft moan, "No!" but didn't move. Cheng Jin swiftly pulled down her pants, then quickly took off his own clothes.

Yan'er blushed and glanced at him, then closed her eyes. Cheng Jin smiled slightly, his hand stroking Yan'er's thigh, gently parting her legs slightly. He then pressed his body against hers, his penis lightly bumping against her vulva a few times before finding the entrance and gently pushing it in.

"Mmm..."

Yan'er moaned softly, her body once again possessed by her brother. She bit her lip, afraid of making too much noise and waking her aunt. But she didn't know that Yang Xiangling and Aqi, mother and daughter, had already woken up after being tormented by them. Seeing this scene, they couldn't remain silent, nor could they ignore it, so they simply closed their eyes and pretended to be asleep.

"Is it comfortable, sister?"

Cheng Jin smiled, staring at Yan'er's face, his penis slowly thrusting in and out of her vagina. Now he could finally ignore that old scoundrel Zhao and comfortably pamper his sister. He was going to enjoy himself to the fullest.

Yan'er gritted her teeth, humming softly, but didn't answer. Cheng Jin was in a great mood, using all the skills he had learned from his time with women in the Dragon God Gang. His penis displayed its might in Yan'er's vagina, ravaging her until she could no longer hold back, moaning and groaning, forgetting that her aunt and cousin were lying beside her.

"Little Jin, will you pamper your sister like this from now on?"

Cheng Jin asked while thrusting his penis in and out.

"Hmm...no..."

Yan'er didn't know how to answer. Having escaped Zhao Kunhua's torment, what would become of her? She really didn't know.

"Is it good..."

Cheng Jin thrust his penis in deeply, then pulled it out, rubbing it against the entrance of Yan'er's vagina, still wet with her vaginal fluid.

"Hmm..."

The fullness in her vagina suddenly disappeared. Yan'er twisted her buttocks, opened her eyes, and looked at Cheng Jin with a dazed expression.

"Is it good?"

Cheng Jin gently inserted his penis a little more.

"Ah...good...good...ah..."

"Then sister belongs to Xiao Jin from now on!"

"Mmm..."

Yan'er hugged Cheng Jin's waist.

"Mmm what?"

Cheng Jin smiled at Yan'er's face. Yan'er quickly closed her eyes. Cheng Jin chuckled and turned to look at his aunt. Yang Xiangling was watching her sister's two children's lewd behavior with her eyes open. When she met Cheng Jin's gaze, she also quickly closed her eyes.

"Mmm what?"

Cheng Jin inserted his penis halfway and then withdrew it a little.

"Sister...sister...from now on, she belongs to Xiao Jin...she belongs to Xiao Jin..."

Yan'er let out a soft "ooh," her buttocks gently twisting, and she secretly opened her eyes to look at Cheng Jin again.

Cheng Jin laughed and kissed Yan'er's face, then inserted his penis deeply again.

Fifty-nine, Whose Body Do I Give This To?

Yan'er gasped repeatedly, and soon she had climaxed. Cheng Jin laughed, "Sister...Isn't Xiao Jin amazing?"

Yan'er moaned, "Yes, amazing!"

Cheng Jin chuckled, his penis pressing deeply against his sister's clitoris, then stopped moving for a moment, leaning down to press against Yan'er's body. With his right hand, he pulled Yang Xiangling over and hugged her.

"Good Auntie, my sister has given herself to me from now on, so you should give yourself to me too."

"You...you...you little pervert!"

Yang Xiangling said angrily.

Cheng Jin hugged his sister with one arm and his aunt with the other, laughing, "Old Zhao is dead, now I'm the boss here. Good Auntie, no one will bully you anymore, let me take care of you!"

"What? Dead?"

Yang Xiangling was only now realizing this, and was taken aback. Cheng Jin quietly moved his hand to her chest, and she didn't even notice.

"Yes!"

Cheng Jin said, "I also want Auntie!"

He grasped Yang Xiangling's breast with his right hand and gently kneaded it.

"Don't do this! What kind of talk is this!"

Yang Xiangling quickly pulled his hand away. But Cheng Jin twisted his wrist and touched her again.

"Auntie, you've suffered so much all these years, isn't it good that I'm taking care of you now?"

Cheng Jin grinned, his hand slipping under Yang Xiangling's clothes and touching her breast.

"Don't do this!"

Yang Xiangling tightly grabbed Cheng Jin's hand, "Haven't I suffered enough humiliation? You... do you also want to be as lewd and shameless as that old scoundrel Zhao?"

"I've already learned it even if I didn't want to. Isn't it good now?"

Cheng Jin abandoned his sister and pounced on Yang Xiangling.

"I won't be as bad as him, I want to restore Chunhua Sect!"

As he spoke, he lifted Yang Xiangling's shirt.

"Chunhua Sect is a prestigious and upright sect, we don't indulge in debauchery..."

Yang Xiangling argued.

Cheng Jin didn't want to discuss this issue with her. He held Yang Xiangling's breasts in his hands and kneaded them, saying, "Auntie, think back to the old days. You won't be bullied by those scoundrels anymore. Now, only I want you, and I will treat you very well."

Yang Xiangling struggled, saying, "I know... I'm alright... I've already considered myself dead. But you... you and your sister... and your aunt... this... if word gets out, how will you survive in the martial world?"

Cheng Jin laughed, "What's the big deal? I've already taken my mother..."

"What?"

Yang Xiangling and Yan'er exclaimed in unison. "She... is she still alive? Where is she?"

Cheng Jin said smugly, "She was tortured terribly by Old Li of the Taihu Gang. I rescued her, and she's living at my house now, very safe." He

reached down to Yang Xiangling's crotch and laughed, "Auntie, you want her too, don't you!"

Yang Xiangling had been watching a live sex show for a while, and her lower body was already a little wet. Hearing news of her sister, whom she hadn't seen for many years, her heart trembled, and when her nephew touched her lower body, she couldn't help but cry out.

Cheng Jin said, "You'll be able to meet soon! But Auntie, give yourself to me now."

He ripped off Yang Xiangling's pants.

"Ah...no..."

Yang Xiangling tried to struggle, but her legs were already spread apart, and Cheng Jin's body pressed her down, rendering her immobile. His penis, covered in semen, was now between her legs, slowly sliding in.

"Ugh..."

Her sensitive body went limp at the moment of penetration. She heard Cheng Jin say, "Auntie, your body is still so wonderful. I will cherish it!"

Yang Xiangling sighed softly. Her body, already worn and ravaged by countless men, had long since been accepted as her fate. Being freed from this torment was a stroke of luck. Since her nephew liked it, then...she

stopped struggling and allowed Cheng Jin to possess her body at will. For eight years in the Dragon God Gang, she had been constantly raped and humiliated. Since Wu Shantai's death, she hadn't been touched by a man for many days. Now, receiving such gentle caresses from Cheng Jin, she was overcome with lust. Soon, moans rose from her lips, and she completely forgot herself, oblivious to the fact that her daughter was watching her lewd behavior.

Cheng Jin's penis basked in the lubrication of his aunt's vaginal fluids. His hands roughly kneaded her round breasts as he panted and laughed, "Auntie, you're mine now too!"

Yang Xiangling moaned incessantly, letting out a soft "Mmm."

Overjoyed, Cheng Jin turned to Aqi and said, "Cousin Aqi, it's your turn… Your mother gave me everything, so you should give her everything too?"

Aqi was already at a loss, shrinking into a ball. Hearing Cheng Jin's question, she looked at him timidly and shook her head.

Cheng Jin laughed, "You want to play coy and whet my appetite? Okay, okay, let you play along for a while. I'll love your mother properly first."

His penis intensified its thrusts, pounding into his aunt's vagina. Yang Xiangling clung tightly to his neck, her moans growing increasingly shrill. One breast was held in Cheng Jin's hand, while the other bounced freely with her own body's movements.

With a long groan from Yang Xiangling's throat, Cheng Jin collapsed onto her, panting heavily.

"Auntie, you're amazing! You've exhausted me!"

Cheng Jin chuckled, rolling off her and wrapping his arm around Aqi's waist. "Good Aqi, let me rest a bit before I pamper you again!"

"No..."

Aqi blushed, struggling slightly but unable to break free. A slight panic gripped her, unsure how to resist, and she let him hold her for the time being.

"You little lecher..."

Yang Xiangling rolled her eyes at Cheng Jin. "I've given you everything, and you're still so ungrateful! Aqi is still young. Do you want her to be trapped in this godforsaken place like me, dying a lifetime of misery?"

Cheng Jin laughed. "Don't want to stay here? Aqi, is there a handsome young man waiting for you outside?"

Aqi glared at him. "No!"

"No? Then why not with me? Aqi, do you want to get married?"

Cheng Jin kissed Aqi's cheek and laughed.

"No."

"Really not? Why not marry me?"

Cheng Jin laughed.

Yang Xiangling angrily said, "You already have a wife, do you want your cousin to be a concubine?"

Yan'er smiled and said, "My current sister-in-law is the daughter of my enemy, Xiao Jin won't want her anymore. Aunt, don't worry."

Cheng Jin was stunned and said, "Let's not talk about that far ahead. Sister, come help me, I need to consummate my marriage with Aqi first."

He pulled Yan'er's upper body over and hung her on Yang Xiangling's stomach.

"What are you doing?"

Yan'er blushed, knowing the answer already.

"Knowing the answer already."

Cheng Jin laughed, guiding his sister's head towards his crotch.

"No... Aunt and the others are watching!"

Yan'er glared at him and whispered.

"What are you afraid of! We're all family, later... uh..."

Cheng Jin didn't say more, his wet penis already touching his sister's fragrant lips. Yan'er glared at him again, but still obediently opened her mouth and took it in.

Yang Xiangling sighed softly, "Sigh..."

and turned her head away.

Cheng Jin laughed, "Auntie, everyone's like this! It's so much fun, what's wrong with that!"

Suddenly, Aqi burst into tears.

Cheng Jin frowned and asked, "Why are you crying? What's wrong now?"

Aqi just kept crying and ignored him.

Yang Xiangling and Cheng Jin exchanged a glance and sighed again. Cheng Jin was completely baffled and asked Aqi again, "Why are you crying again! I've already killed the old thief, and your mother is safe and sound. From now on, we'll be happy like this, why aren't you happy?"

Aqi buried her head in her arms and cried, "What... what do you take me for?"

Cheng Jin was stunned.

Yan'er raised her head, stroking the already stirring penis with her hand, and said to Aqi, "Cousin Qi, our...our bodies have already been ruined like this, what are we? If you don't want to be with Xiaojin, who else can you be with?"

Aqi cried even louder, "I don't want to! He's not a good person! He harmed Sister Rong!"

Cheng Jin spread his hands and said, "Your Sister Rong is already fine. I didn't hurt a single hair on her head!"

But thinking that he had shaved off many of the hairs on Sister Rong's lower body, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"You...I..."

Aqi didn't know how to answer, only feeling that giving herself to this person for the rest of her life was not what she wanted, especially since his words just now didn't care about her at all, treating her like a piece of meat on a chopping board, to be done with as he pleased. Besides...sharing a husband with her mother...what else could she do? Aqi was stunned for

a moment, and then started crying again. Cheng Jin was suddenly embarrassed. Forcing her seemed inappropriate, but how could he be willing to refuse? So he gently put his arm around her shoulder, offering comforting words, while simultaneously pressing his sister's head back under his crotch. Yan'er knew he wanted her to set an example for Aqi, so she not only licked loudly, making smacking noises, but also swayed her hips gently, emitting seductive moans.

Even Yang Xiangling felt embarrassed, sighing, "What a tragedy!"

and could only close her eyes.

Aqi, having woken up early and witnessed her cousin and mother's live sex act, was inevitably aroused. Now, held in Cheng Jin's arms, the man's breath near her ear, her body grew hot, and she trembled slightly.

Cheng Jin seized the opportunity to kiss her on the cheek, his tongue licking her neck, his arms tightening around her. Aqi's cries gradually turned into soft sobs, her legs rubbing together gently, her hands pushing against Cheng Jin, whispering, "No..." "

We'll talk about the future later, give it to me now."

Cheng Jin's hands slowly moved to her breasts, gently kneading them.

Aqi was unsettled, her mind a jumble of emotions, and his teasing was making her lose control. Although she still pushed against Cheng Jin, she couldn't muster any strength.

Cheng Jin, a seasoned lecher, knew he had succeeded. He continued to caress Aqi's body while slowly removing her clothes, his body pressing down on hers. With little effort, his penis entered her.

Once possessed, Aqi immediately gave up struggling. Perhaps he meant, "We'll talk about the future later, for now... let's just leave it at that."

Cheng Jin had just ejaculated once, and now he was even more powerful, ravaging Aqi until she climaxed three times, still as erect as ever. So he turned around and picked up his sister and aunt, playing happily with them.

"They're all mine now! I'm so happy! If Mom is willing to play with me like this, I wouldn't trade myself for a god!"

Cheng Jin was extremely excited, enjoying the three beautiful bodies while thinking about how to let his mother know his identity so that she would be willing to give him her whole body along with his sister and aunt.

"Aunt, sister, Aqi, what do you want now? Tell me!"

Yang Xiangling was being anally violated by him, panting and unable to speak. Aqi had been half-heartedly violated by Cheng Jin, and was still softly sobbing. Yan'er glanced at Cheng Jin and said, "Xiao Jin, I...I...I don't want to live here anymore...I don't want to see anything here anymore. I want to leave."

Cheng Jin said, "Okay, I'll buy you a big house down the mountain, and hire a dozen or twenty maids and servants to serve you, okay? Then I'll bring Mother there too. I...I...I want to live there too!"

Thinking of this future paradise, he was incredibly excited. His penis was thrusting in and out of his aunt's well-tested anus with a series of rhythmic thrusts, while he also grabbed his sister's face and kissed her passionately.

"I'll go find a house right away, it'll be ready soon."

Cheng Jin himself was also a little impatient.

In the future, his mother, sister, aunt, and Aqi, these relatives of his, would live in that big house; his wife Ling'er would still live in the Zhao mansion; and then, the other lowly women, hehe, would still be in the Dragon God Gang, and he could come and play with them whenever he felt like it. Thinking of this, he was extremely happy, and a look of great joy appeared on his face as he chuckled.

"It's settled then."

Cheng Jin ejaculated into his aunt's rectum and collapsed onto the bed. "I'll get right on it!"

Before he knew it, the sun was high in the sky. Cheng Jin rested for a moment, then got up and dressed. As soon as he stood up, his back ached, and his legs felt weak. Looking back at the three women on the bed, they were also exhausted from his ministrations.

Cheng Jin pulled a blanket over them and said, "You can make do here for now. I promise no one will dare bother you. Hehe, anyone who dares to step into this room, I'll break their neck!"

Yan'er hummed in agreement, shrinking under the blanket. Yang Xiangling suddenly said, "I...I think...Xiao Jin, you...you should...Since we've already taken our revenge, why don't we go back to Wuchang and ignore this damned Dragon God Gang? Take your mother with you; she'll be very happy..."

Cheng Jin hesitated for a moment, then said, "Let's talk about it later..."

He stood up.

Stepping outside, Cheng Jin saw Hu Zi standing there, having waited for some time.

"How did you know I was here?"

Cheng Jin asked.

"Hehe, these guys seem to know you like coming here the most."

Hu Zi made a face. "Is Miss here? I think I should go and pay my respects..."

"Next time,"

Cheng Jin immediately declined, remembering how his sister had just been raped and was now sleeping naked.

"Alright then."

Hu Zi looked at Cheng Jin with a suggestive smile. "I didn't expect... young master, you're really something, even Miss... hehe!"

Cheng Jin's face darkened, and he said in a deep voice, "Don't go spreading rumors outside!"

He knew that even if he lied to Hu Zi and said his sister and he were completely innocent, Hu Zi wouldn't believe him. Without saying another word, he walked towards the outer hall.

60. Full of ambition, Hu Zi rubbed against him for a moment, then said hesitantly, "Miss was truly a great beauty back then!" Cheng Jin snorted and said

, "Really ? What?" Hu Zi laughed, "When will I be able to...and...and..." cautiously watching Cheng Jin's expression. Cheng Jin's face changed immediately, and he shouted, "You scoundrel! Don't even think about that again! " Hu Zi pouted, "The Dragon God Gang has over a hundred members, and every single one of them has been with Miss. I've been with you since I was little, but..." Cheng Jin shouted, "I said no, and that's final! My sister has already suffered enough; don't bully her anymore!" Hu Zi retorted, "Then what about you..." Seeing that Cheng Jin's face was extremely ugly, he quickly stopped talking. Cheng Jin angrily said, "If you want to follow me, you'd better not have any more wild thoughts. If you don't listen to me, don't blame me for being disrespectful!" He stormed off into the hall. Hu Zi was unconvinced but dared not contradict him, and followed him out. Just as he was about to step into the hall, Cheng Jin stopped and said, "Tiger, you've been with me since you were a child. No matter how loyal those guys outside are to me, they can't compare to your kindness. Do your job well and don't have any crooked thoughts. I won't treat you unfairly!" Tiger said "Oh." Cheng Jin asked, "How are Zhao Kunhua's wife and daughter?" Tiger said, "Those bitches? Heh heh, those guys kept fucking them until the wee hours of the morning. Old Zhao's wife fainted several times, and in the end, they were both unconscious. They probably haven't woken up yet! I've still locked them up there. Do you want to go and see them?" Cheng Jin said, "No, just don't kill them. Have someone carry Zhao the old thief's body to the hall. I have something to say. You'll have to cooperate then, like this and that..." Tiger agreed and left. Cheng Jin thought for a moment, went to Zhao Kunhua's room, found a set of white clothes to wear, tied a white ribbon around his head, and used some chili juice to make his eyes red, dressing up as a filial son before going to the hall. The hall was already packed with people, all discussing Zhao Kunhua's stiff corpse. Upon Cheng Jin's entrance, they immediately fell silent. Cheng Jin announced loudly, "Old Chief Zhao is dead! Does anyone remember who killed him?" The crowd shouted in unison, "Counselor Luo! Counselor Luo!" Cheng Jin waved his hand, signaling everyone to stop, and said, "The late Chief Zhao founded the Dragon God Gang. Our gang's prosperity today is entirely due to his efforts. He passed away today, and we should have given him a grand funeral..." He paused, looked at the crowd, and gestured to Hu Zi. Hu Zi said, "Chief Cheng... this..." Cheng Jin said, "What do you have to say?"

Tiger said, "Although Chief Cheng... well... he's highly skilled, he's still young. Right now, the enemy is probably more wary of Old Chief Zhao. I'm afraid that once they hear Old Chief Zhao has passed away, they'll immediately take advantage of the situation and harm us. We haven't recovered our strength yet..."

Cheng Jin said, "I'm young and lack virtue, how can I compare to the late Chief Zhao? What you say makes sense, but the death of the late Chief Zhao can't be kept secret."

Immediately, someone shouted, "Then let's bury the old chief first, but don't tell anyone outside..."

Cheng Jin immediately said, "That's a brilliant plan! Don't tell anyone in the manor either. Once we've avenged our great enemy, we'll bring Luo Can's head to pay respects to the old chief!"

He thought he should keep it from Shuang Ling for now, otherwise, when she came to be a mourning daughter and everyone met, Cheng Jin didn't know how he would handle the situation.

Seeing that the order had been given, no one else offered any further opinions. Cheng Jin then raised his voice and shouted, "Anyone who dares to leak the news of the death of our former leader Zhao will be executed without mercy!"

The henchmen looked at each other and replied, "Yes!"

Cheng Jin smiled slightly and said, "Now we must work hard and not succumb to women! Anyone who touches a woman in the back room without my permission, hehe! If you touch her hand, I'll cut it off; if you touch her genitals, you'll become a eunuch! Do you hear me?"

A few scattered "Hmm"s rang out in the hall. Cheng Jin shouted, "Do you hear me?"

Everyone shouted in unison, "Yes, we hear you!" Cheng

Jin thought that now his sisters and the others should be as secure as Mount Tai, and laughed, "Good! I'll reward those who practice well with women, haha! Everyone, do your best!"

Zhao Kunhua's method of seducing people with his beauty was very effective, and Cheng Jin adopted it without hesitation.

He then commanded his men, reorganized the gang into teams, and reassigned several of his trusted men as captains. Several former minor leaders, demoted to common soldiers, were naturally resentful and immediately began to protest loudly. Cheng Jin's face darkened, and he coldly said, "So you think my arrangements are wrong?"

Before the man could speak, his companion nudged him with his elbow. He glared at him but dared not say anything more.

Since no one objected, Cheng Jin then began to assign tasks. He ordered a dozen or so men to scout outside, while the rest, except for a team left to guard the foot of the mountain, were all recalled to the gang to take up their respective posts and guard the various passes on the mountain.

"These are critical times. No one is allowed to act rashly. We must only observe and wait."

After assigning tasks, Cheng Jin entrusted Hu Zi with the task of buying a large house nearby, ordering him to go down the mountain immediately to handle it. He then personally led the gang to bury Zhao Kunhua. Although it was the first burial, from choosing the site, worshipping the gods, breaking ground, to the completion of the burial, it was a long and complicated process, still extremely troublesome. Fortunately, the Dragon God Gang had a large number of members, and they managed to bury Zhao Kunhua on a hillside before sunset. The Dragon God Gang also had many skilled members, and they hastily carved a stone tablet inscribed with "Tomb of Zhao Kunhua. Erected by his filial son-in-law Cheng Jin on the 17th day of the tenth month of the first year of Yongle," which was then erected in front of Zhao Kunhua's tomb.

After dinner, Cheng Jin, having overindulged in sexual activity these past two days and been busy all day, felt a bit weak. He had originally planned to rush to tell his mother the good news of Zhao Kunhua's death, but he had to postpone that for now.

Before it was completely dark, he slumped onto the bed and fell fast asleep.

When he woke up, it was nearly noon. After breakfast, Cheng Jin strolled up the mountain. He saw that the gang members were indeed faithfully performing their duties, some practicing their skills, others guarding the gate, all working very hard, and he was quite satisfied. He thought to himself, "Once I recover my strength, I'll personally go to the city to investigate. With proper arrangements, that good-for-nothing Luo Can is nothing! That

old scoundrel Zhao is both stupid and impatient; just watch me, hehe!" He imagined himself not only being able to command the winds and rains within a hundred miles, but also having a host of beautiful women at his disposal, and his dearest loved ones forever by his side. The more he thought about it, the happier and

more triumphant he became. He strolled into the back hall, intending to see what Zhao Kunhua's wife and daughters looked like in the stone house. The three Zhao women, along with Qin Jing, were still naked and bound in a corner of the stone house. When Madam Zhao saw Cheng Jin, she glared at him hatefully, her eyes filled with resentment. Cheng Jin smiled slightly, unconcerned. The Zhao sisters, Shuangru and Shuangyao, huddled together, not daring to utter a sound.

Cheng Jin lifted his foot and parted Madam Zhao's legs, stepping on her genitals. He sneered, "Madam, you've had your turn with me. If you think my brothers didn't serve you well enough, I'll call dozens more right away. Hehe, when the brothers see it's you, they'll use all their skills to fuck you until you're completely submissive, until your cunt hurts so much you can't even pee! Haha, how about that?"

He lifted his foot slightly and kicked Madam Zhao in the crotch, laughing loudly as she screamed in pain.

After leaving the stone house, he wanted to be intimate with his sister. But as soon as he stepped inside, his sister and aunt were fast asleep, only Aqi was there, her big eyes looking at him timidly. Cheng Jin hugged Aqi's face and kissed her, saying, "Aqi, be good. Take good care of your mother and let her rest. I'll come see her again when she wakes up."

Aqi hummed in agreement, seemingly wanting to say something, but hesitated.

Cheng Jin, not wanting to disturb his sister's rest, smiled at Aqi and left.

"I'd better tell Mother the good news quickly, so she won't worry."

Thinking of what to say to his mother, he rode a fast horse straight to the Zhao residence.

Zhao Shuangling was overjoyed to see Cheng Jin return, and, heavily pregnant, took his hand and led him into the house. Cheng Jin, however, felt guilty upon seeing her. He smiled, kissed her, and comforted her, telling her that being pregnant meant she should rest quietly in her room. He managed to get Shuangling to lie down obediently, then ran to his mother's room. He told himself, "If I tell you about your father's death, I can't stop you from observing mourning. If you do, it makes things difficult for me. Not telling you is for your own good!"

Feeling quite at ease, he temporarily put Shuangling out of his mind.

As soon as Yang Xiaoling saw him enter, she immediately stood up: "Young Master Cheng..."

Cheng Jin smiled and said, "I have some good news for you. Zhao Kunhua is dead, and now I'm the most powerful! From the Dragon God Gang to the Zhao family, everyone listens to me! Haha!"

Yang Xiaoling was overjoyed and said, "Really? Congratulations, Young Master Cheng!"

Cheng Jin touched her face and said, "You don't have to worry anymore. With me here, no one will bully you anymore."

Yang Xiaoling was so happy that she cried, "Thank you... thank you, Young Master Cheng... then my child..."

Cheng Jin thought that he shouldn't reveal his identity yet, so he said, "Your son is fine, don't worry."

Yang Xiaoling whispered, "With Young Master Cheng taking care of me, I'm very relieved..."

Cheng Jin hummed in agreement.

Yang Xiaoling asked again, "Then...what about my daughter? And my sister, are they alright?"

Cheng Jin smiled and said, "They're fine, they're waiting to see you! I plan to buy a big house for them down the mountain, then you can move in and the whole family can be reunited."

Yang Xiaoling wiped away her tears, feeling as if she had been through a lifetime. Suddenly, she knelt down with a "thump," saying, "Young Master Cheng, you are so kind and virtuous, Lingbiao...I...I really don't know how to repay you! I'll serve you like a slave..."

Cheng Jin hurriedly helped her up, saying, "No need for that. You are mine." "Of course I'll help you, won't I? I'll live there too, and you'll stay with me forever, be my woman, okay?"

Yang Xiaoling said, "Okay... Ling... I'm already your woman, how could it be bad? It's just... but my sister and daughter are there too, I'm afraid... I'm afraid it won't be very convenient."

Cheng Jin laughed heartily, "What's wrong with that? They're all mine now, everyone can be happy together, isn't that great!"

Yang Xiaoling blushed and whispered, "Young Master Cheng, you... they... have they all been given to you?"

Cheng Jin laughed, "Yes, I just...hehe!"

He lowered his voice and whispered in Yang Xiaoling's ear, "They're just as beautiful as you, and their lower parts are still amazing. I'm so lucky!"

Yang Xiaoling blushed at his lewd words, biting her lip and softly humming in agreement. The thought of her and her two sisters, mother and daughter, having to share a husband was unbearable. A lump seemed to be stuck in her throat, making her quite uncomfortable. But after years of torment and abuse, she was finally free from his clutches, and this benefactor cherished her so much, not minding her dirty body. How could she say no? Besides, they had just talked about being her slaves. She whispered, "Young Master Cheng doesn't mind my fallen state, what can I say? I'll leave everything to Young Master Cheng..."

Cheng Jin was overjoyed, grabbing Yang Xiaoling and saying, "I'll take you!"

He pushed her onto the bed and pounced on her.

"I am already yours, young master, why the rush?"

Yang Xiaoling said softly, her face flushed.

Cheng Jin, however, was in a frantic hurry, his hands grabbing wildly at her breasts. Yang Xiaoling was both amused and annoyed, but dared not offend him, so she gently stroked his neck with her hands.

"Come on, lick it for me..."

Cheng Jin pulled out his penis and brought it to his mother's lips. He had been bossing her around in the gang these past few days, and even though he knew he was facing his own mother, he couldn't change his tone.

Yang Xiaoling, on the other hand, didn't seem to mind, obediently opening her mouth and taking half of her son's penis into her mouth, her tongue gently swirling around it.

"So comfortable..."

Cheng Jin laughed. Since he was determined to make his mother and aunt his women in the future, he thought he should first try to get his mother used to obeying him. He spoke even more recklessly, his hands also reaching into Yang Xiaoling's clothes, grasping and kneading her breasts.

"Oh..."

Yang Xiaoling let out a soft moan, taking the penis even deeper into her mouth.

Cheng Jin, with his penis inside his mother's mouth, stroked her hair with one hand while busily undressing her with the other. Yang Xiaoling had already given herself to him, and believed that her children were under his control, so she sucked with great effort, her body cooperating as he stripped her naked. 01-22
61. Lewd Son

Yang Xiaoling had been in the Taihu Gang for many years, and her oral skills, honed to perfection by Li Deng, were now fully engaged, bringing Cheng Jin to a state of blissful ecstasy. Cheng Jin played with his mother's body while breathing softly, occasionally showing off his verbal skills: "Ah...it feels so good! You're so amazing...oh...your breasts are so firm, even firmer

than your daughter's...hey, you're wet? Spread your legs a little wider, let me touch...hmm...it's itchy, isn't it?

You want me to fuck you, don't you?"

Yang Xiaoling blushed with embarrassment, obediently letting him caress her body, letting out soft moans. Sometimes he would take his penis deep into his mouth, sometimes he would roll his tongue around to coat it with saliva, and then gently lick her scrotum, slowly taking it into his mouth and kissing it.

Cheng Jin cried out, "I can't hold back anymore!"

Yang Xiaoling quickly let go, and Cheng Jin flipped over and pounced on top of her. Yang Xiaoling's legs were already wide open, and Cheng Jin effortlessly thrust his penis deep into his mother's vagina with a "squeak".

"Oh..."

Yang Xiaoling groaned. Cheng Jin had pulled his penis out slightly, then forcefully thrust it back in.

Yang Xiaoling cried out again. Cheng Jin panted, "Scream, scream louder."

Yang Xiaoling gave him a long, seductive look, a long moan escaping her throat. With the rhythm of Cheng Jin's thrusts, her moans gradually grew louder.

"You're such a wonderful woman! Now you're all mine!"

Cheng Jin said with a lewd grin as he raped his mother.

"Yes... I'm Young Master Cheng's woman..."

Yang Xiaoling swayed her hips, her vagina tightly gripping Cheng Jin's penis without leaving any gap. Her full breasts bounced with the movement of her body, her two hard, iron-like nipples dancing wildly in the air.

Cheng Jin was overjoyed. While slowly thrusting his penis in and out, he freed his hand to grasp one of Yang Xiaoling's breasts and knead it vigorously. "Does it feel good to fuck you?"

He pinched his mother's right nipple between his fingers, his palm gripping and kneading her breast forcefully.

"So...so good..."

Yang Xiaoling cried out loudly, her itchy breasts aroused even more by the warm caresses of his hands. She wrapped her legs around Cheng Jin's waist, her arms tightly around his neck, moaning "Ah...ee...ah...oh...oh oh..."

with abandon.

Yun'er passed by outside the room, heard the noise, peeked through the crack in the door, blushed, and walked away.

Cheng Jin was also extremely excited, thrusting his penis even more vigorously. Getting carried away, he lifted his mother's legs up, turned her buttocks to one side, and with a "whoosh," his penis plunged into her anus, penetrating halfway in at once.

"Ah..."

Yang Xiaoling cried out, her body trembling violently. She looked at Cheng Jin pitifully and whispered, "It hurts..."

Cheng Jin smiled slightly, kissed her lips, and comforted her, "Your asshole is still a little narrow, so I'll insert it gently, okay?"

Yang Xiaoling blushed and whispered, "Okay... but... but Lingbiao... I... I'm itchy..."

Her anus was throbbing with desire from the penetration, but the penis had left, causing her great discomfort.

Cheng Jin stared wide-eyed, "Where does it itch?"

Yang Xiaoling blushed again, seeing Cheng Jin staring at her with a smile, she was too ashamed to know what to do. After a long while, she whispered, "My hole... it itches inside..." Cheng Jin

laughed and said, "But I want to penetrate your asshole now! After I'm done, I'll come back and relieve your itch, okay?"

He continued to slowly insert his penis.

Yang Xiaoling gritted her teeth and hummed in agreement, straightening her back even more to make it easier for his penis to penetrate her anus.

Cheng Jin was overjoyed. His incredibly beautiful mother was now completely his. "I can do whatever I want with her. I'm going to enjoy myself to the fullest... Hehe, Mother, you're making me feel so good!"

His penis, covered in her vaginal fluids, slowly rotated and penetrated deeper into his mother's anus. Yang Xiaoling's anus had been violated many times before, so Cheng Jin encountered little resistance and inserted his penis all the way in.

"Oh..."

With her anus filled with something thick, long, and hot, Yang Xiaoling couldn't help but twist her body.

Cheng Jin laughed again, "Does it feel good to have it in your asshole?"

Yang Xiaoling let out a soft sob, an itchy sensation spreading from her anus, and her vagina was even more unbearably itchy. She cried out, "Young Master Cheng, please don't torture me anymore! I want... it itches..."

Cheng Jin laughed loudly, his penis slowly violating his mother's anus. The thought of having completely possessed his mother, body and soul, fueled his uncontrollable lust. He thrust a few times into her anus, then returned to Yang Xiaoling's vagina, pounding away before penetrating her anus again.

Yang Xiaoling could only moan and gasp, her buttocks swaying with his lewd actions. Her ten fingers gripped Cheng Jin's shoulders tightly, her nails almost digging into his flesh. Her head swayed back and forth on the bed, her once flawless white face now clouded with a faint pink hue around her half-closed eyes.

The more Yang Xiaoling's body became wanton, the more excited Cheng Jin's penis became. He held Yang Xiaoling's waist with both hands, his lower body thrusting repeatedly, his penis now aimed at the core of his mother's vagina, pounding forcefully with each

stroke. Yang Xiaoling's snow-white body swayed and twisted incessantly, her moans rising higher and higher.

"I...ah...I'm going to die...ah...oh..."

Yang Xiaoling cried out loudly.

"Wow...Mom, you're so horny, and you're moaning so wantonly...even when my sister was fucking me, she wasn't this wanton..."

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Cheng Jin suddenly gasped for breath and uttered these words.

He paused.

Yang Xiaoling's moans froze after uttering two more sounds. Her body was still being violated by Cheng Jin, but her voice and body were frozen in that instant. Her eyes were fixed on Cheng Jin's face.

"What did you say?"

Finally, Yang Xiaoling spoke.

Cheng Jin smiled slightly and said, "Everything's fine, didn't you enjoy it?"

His penis didn't stop, continuing to thrust in and out of his mother's vagina.

"No...tell me, are you really Xiao Jin?"

Yang Xiaoling pushed against Cheng Jin's shoulders, her face alternating between pale and flushed.

Cheng Jin smiled slightly, thrusting his penis all the way in again, panting, "Yes...it's me, Mother. Do you feel comfortable with me?"

Yang Xiaoling's previously blushing face turned deathly white. She froze, her expression uncertain, her eyes fixed on Cheng Jin. After a moment, she suddenly screamed, pushing Cheng Jin away forcefully with both hands, kicking her legs wildly, shouting, "You...you...you...no...let me go...let me go!"

Cheng Jin hadn't expected her sudden resistance, and he almost fell over. He quickly grabbed his mother's shoulders, pressing his entire body against hers, his penis still deeply inserted into her vagina. Yang Xiaoling cried out loudly, but she was no match for Cheng Jin's strength. Having been used as a sex toy for years, she had lost ninety percent of her martial arts skills. Although she struggled with all her might, she couldn't move an inch.

Cheng Jin held his mother tightly. Seeing that he could control her body, he began to thrust again, his penis continuing to pump in and out of Yang Xiaoling's vagina. "I want...I want Mother...Mother, you said you were mine, all of you!"

"No..."

Yang Xiaoling cried loudly, unable to escape her son's defilement despite her efforts. She pounded Cheng Jin's back with her fists, but fearing she might hurt him, overwhelmed with shame and anxiety, her blood rushing to her head, she suddenly fainted.

Cheng Jin was startled and quickly rubbed her philtrum and pressed her temples, but his penis remained inside her vagina. Seeing his mother slowly awaken and gradually open her eyes, he began to slowly thrust in and out again.

Yang Xiaoling composed herself, realizing her son's penis was still inside her. She cried out and struggled violently again. "Let me go...you beast...ah...I'm your own mother! You can't do this..."

Cheng Jin pressed his body against his mother, pinning down her flailing hands, his penis continuing to thrust.

He kissed his mother's face and said, "Mother...you've been mine for a long time. It's too late to say no now, isn't it? Didn't you just make me feel so good? Why don't you want it?"

Yang Xiaoling cried, "It's against morality, it'll be punished by heaven...Xiao Jin, don't do this, I'll find you other beautiful women..."

Cheng Jin smirked, "Mother...I have plenty of beautiful women, but I only want you! Wow, your pussy is squeezing again, it feels so good!"

His penis, displaying its might, thrust into Yang Xiaoling until she was breathless.

Yang Xiaoling panicked, struggling and crying, but her sensuality was undeniable. Her cries were punctuated by seductive moans, further fueling Cheng Jin's desire.

"Mother, look, you're moaning again! It feels good when I'm inside you, doesn't it? You're already mine, and you'll always be mine, won't you?"

"No..."

Yang Xiaoling blushed, forcibly suppressing her shameful moans. Suddenly, her right hand broke free from Cheng Jin's grasp, forcefully pushing against his chest. Cheng Jin smiled slightly, letting her push in vain, his penis continuing to thrust into his mother's vagina. "Let Mother have some more pleasure, and once she calms down, she won't make a fuss anymore,"

he thought.

Although Yang Xiaoling couldn't resist Cheng Jin's defilement, and her body honestly responded to his thrusts, her hand pushing against him didn't loosen its grip. "Listen to Mother... ah... you can't do this... Xiao Jin, do you really want Mother to die in front of you?"

she cried, pleading desperately.

“You won’t die…aren’t you having a great time?”

Cheng Jin gently caressed his mother’s breasts, his penis thrusting deep inside her once more. Death? He was terrified. Hadn’t his sister promised to give herself to him from now on? He didn’t believe his mother would really disagree.

“Ugh…”

Yang Xiaoling’s body writhed violently, trying to break free from Cheng Jin’s control. Cheng Jin hadn’t expected her reaction to be so strong, and he was momentarily bewildered. He couldn’t think straight, simply pressing his body firmly against his mother, his penis continuing to thrust. “Don’t move, Mother…”

he tried to comfort her, “Aunt and sister have both promised to be with me, to be my women. Isn’t it good that you’re the same?”

The thought of her sister and daughter already being taken by this son filled Yang Xiaoling with even more grief, and she struggled even more frantically. Cheng Jin cried out, "Mother, don't shake me like that! I... I'm coming out..."

Yang Xiaoling paused for a moment, then suddenly cried out, "Not inside..."

But it was too late. Before she could finish speaking, hot fluid erupted inside her, striking her clitoris. Yang Xiaoling involuntarily trembled and let out a long moan. Cheng

Jin exhaled and relaxed. Yang Xiaoling regained her composure, cried out again, and suddenly pushed Cheng Jin off her. Then she rolled over, curled up in a ball clutching a blanket, and sobbed.

Cheng Jin said, "Mother, please don't do this..."

Yang Xiaoling cried, "Get out! Get out!"

Cheng Jin said, "I've already taken Mother's body, and now..."

Yang Xiaoling cried loudly, "You're my child, you can't do this!"

Cheng Jin spread his hands and said, "Even if it's not perfect, it's already done, and I felt very comfortable with you..."

Yang Xiaoling cried, "Stop talking! Stop talking! Get out! Get out!"

Cheng Jin hadn't expected things to turn out this way, and he felt quite unwilling. He said again, "Mother, you have such a beautiful body, it's such a pity that your son doesn't get to enjoy it... I promise that no one else will dare to touch a hair on your head except me..."

He leaned closer and put his hand on Yang Xiaoling's shoulder.

Yang Xiaoling quickly dodged and cried, "You're not allowed to touch me again! If you touch me again, I'll kill myself right here for you to see! Get out!"

Cheng Jin was very embarrassed and didn't dare to press further, so he got up and dressed. As she dressed, Yang Xiaoling looked at her mother, but only hugged herself and sobbed softly.

Cheng Jin could only say, "Then Mother, you should rest well. I'll come to see you again in a few days... I'll have the maid serve you well."

He went out, closed the door, took a few steps outside, then tiptoed back and peeked through the crack in the door.

(62. A Plan to be Made)

Yang Xiaoling huddled under the covers, still sobbing on the bed, her bare arms outstretched, 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 earlier 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 own son's semen was still flowing from her vulva, but Yang Xiaoling ignored it, hastily 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 trembled as she said, "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… then send two unfamiliar 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 it's not enough,"

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, "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 be made to die without a burial..." Before she

finished 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 said in a hoarse voice, "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. However, Hu Zi raped her almost daily afterward, while Cheng Jin only visited every two or three days, making Hu Zi's child more likely. But at this moment, she could only insist it was Cheng Jin's child, trembling as she said, "I...I...Ru Nu knows." Knowing that her words were not entirely true, Cheng Jin was still quite pleased. With his mood improved, his anger subsided 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 go today! Humph!" His gaze swept over the faces of the women in the room, then he turned and left, ignoring them completely. 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. Cheng Jin stepped out of the room and bumped into Hu Zi. He was about to question Hu Zi about ordering his subordinates under his name when Hu Zi laughed and called out, "Young Master is back! Did you see Madam? How is she? I've found the big house you asked for!" Cheng Jin exclaimed happily, "Found it? So quickly?" Hu Zi replied, "Yes, about ten miles west of the mountain, there's a family named Lian. They have five or six people living in a house about the same size as Zhao Kunhua's. Lately, they've fallen on hard times and can barely afford to support their only old servant. So they want to sell their ancestral home and buy a smaller house in the city. With the remaining money, they can even do some odd jobs." "I understand, " Cheng Jin said. "That sounds good. But what was the background of this Lian family's ancestors? Why are they so poor now? I don't want to cause any trouble by living in their house!" Hu Zi laughed, "I've already inquired. Lian's great-grandfather was a very influential figure during the Mongol rule. I don't know exactly how influential, 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 the Taizu Emperor, 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 ruled for over thirty years. These past few decades haven't been easy for his family, haha! Very good, let's buy it from him. How much silver does that 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. That Lian family is really poor! Alright, you 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 yearn for it, even forgetting the question he had just wanted to ask Hu Zi.

Excitedly, Cheng Jin thought about quickly telling his sister and aunt the good news, leaving Hu Zi behind, and went straight to his sister's room. He

happened to run into the person delivering dinner at the door. Cheng Jin glanced at the dishes and frowned, "You're still eating this kind of stuff? Go, get a good meal, I want to eat too."

He told the person delivering the food to go to the kitchen to prepare more wine and dishes, and then pushed open the door to his 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 prioritized chivalry. As long as you stop committing adultery and kidnapping and properly restore the Chunhua Sect, no one in the martial arts world will remember your past. They will only remember the story of Young Hero Murong cleverly killing his enemies 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 really go back to what I was before? Can I still be the chivalrous knight-errant 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 Dragon God Gang and the Zhao family's vast empire, losing my power and influence... Thinking of all the hard work I've put in over the years, how can I bear to part with all of this?"

Seeing his unease, Yang Xiangling continued, "Aqi said she... she only wants to follow a renowned knight-errant, 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 held 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 with it, and softly hummed in agreement.

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 asking, "Is that so, Cousin Qi?"

Aqi blushed at his lustful gaze and simply murmured an "Mmm."

Cheng Jin thought, "Cousin Aqi has never been willing to serve me properly... Even if I force her to stay, she seems unwilling, and in the long run, she might even become a source of trouble... If... if I listened to my aunt, I... I... such a stunning beauty would all be mine... Besides... restoring Chunhua Sect and upholding justice, isn't that what I've always dreamed of? That way, I could start anew with dignity..."

His heart surged, and a surge of heroic spirit rose within him.

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, "Is that alright, Xiao Jin?"

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

Yang Xiangling was overjoyed and said, "If you've really decided, then we should leave as soon as possible..."

Cheng Jin said, "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, and 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..." They finished the food

and wine in high spirits, and it was already past midnight. Cheng Jin didn't mention returning to Wuchang, but instead embraced his sister affectionately. Yan'er hesitated, pushing him away a few times, but ultimately he succeeded. Yang Xiangling and her daughter stood by, blushing, 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.

The next morning, Cheng Jin called Hu Zi to go see the new house. As they walked and talked, Cheng Jin told Hu Zi about his aunt's suggestion from the previous night, saying, "I want to go back to Wuchang and be the 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, "How can I go back to Wuchang with such a burden? Of course, I'll ignore it. You come back with me, and I'll find you a good wife there, and we can all be decent people..."

He thought to himself that it was quite absurd—the leader of the Dragon God Gang was 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, "In the future, when you see a beautiful woman, you'll definitely feel itchy inside. But at that time, you'll be Young Hero Murong, not Chief Cheng, so you'll have to put on the appearance of a righteous gentleman. Just think how hard that will be, 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 wash 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 just give it all up? To abandon the days of being a local tyrant, commanding respect, and go back to Wuchang for some empty title? Here, we can do whatever we want, play with whichever woman we want—isn't that wonderful? Back in Wuchang, tell me, who will listen to your orders? Who will respect you there? Besides, Chunhua Sect is gone; how easy is it to restore it? There's still a lot of hardship waiting for you. How can that compare to the carefree life here?"

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

Tiger 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 and be 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 Tiger said, he was truly unwilling to give up everything here. Cheng Jin was extremely pleased with his position as leader of the Dragon God Gang. He was unsure if he could truly handle the constrained life of returning to the righteous path.

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

The owner, seeing the buyer, warmly welcomed him. Cheng Jin observed that the house, with its many buildings, certainly had 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 a very good deal, so he agreed to the transaction and arranged for the house to be handed over the next day.

The owner, 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. Cheng Jin, preoccupied with important matters, didn't want to return to the Dragon God Gang too soon and didn't refuse. He also 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 the side room.

This house is so big, it could probably house dozens of wives and concubines. Cheng Jin pondered where his mother and aunts would live, how many maids he would assign, and so on. But he didn't seem to need such a large space, and it wouldn't be convenient for them to live too far apart.

Ideally, they would live in the same courtyard, making it easy for them to see each other, and it would be convenient for him to visit them later. Hehe! Should they live in the innermost courtyard, or the outer courtyard? 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 up with a solution, and couldn't sleep at all. He sat up, thinking, "Thinking about it is useless. I can decide after the house is beautifully decorated. But my mother is a real problem. How can I find a way to get her permission?"

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

Before even approaching the Zhao residence, a fast horse galloped up along the official road. The rider, upon seeing Cheng Jin, froze for a moment, then reined in his horse and dismounted.

Cheng Jin

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

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. Someone else 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 replied, "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 for yourself."

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 reached Yang Xiaoling's door, he heard the rhythmic tapping of a wooden fish drum inside. His heart pounded, and he 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 a 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 exclaimed, "Mother… what are you doing?"

The tapping of the wooden fish drum stopped abruptly, 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 please 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 finally said in a hoarse voice, "Mother... just consider it my fault. Don't be like this... I'm so bored from hitting this broken wooden fish all day!"

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 suffering. I... I've toiled 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. He said anxiously, "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. 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 was stunned, not knowing what to say, and slowly withdrew his hand.

Yang Xiaoling's sobs subsided slightly, but 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 that 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 for eighteen generations in his heart, and stammered, "Well... it doesn't necessarily have to be this way, does it?"

But now, all Mother desires is peace of mind, and in this respect, he is no match for the Buddha. Why has Mother suddenly become like this? Is it merely because she discovered she was raped by her own son? Or is it because she no longer worries about her children's safety and can now relinquish worldly affairs?

Yang Xiaoling sighed, "If Xiaojin is willing to help 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. Seeing 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 could only say, "Mother, then I'll go first. You can use the maids outside as you wish; they are all my people..."

and 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 my innocence, I don't want to live this miserable life."

Cheng Jin suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"

He went out and gently closed the door. The sound of the wooden fish drum 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 has made up her mind, husband, you shouldn't force her anymore..."

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

He thought to himself that she had been humiliated by his father back then, tortured day and night, yet she had never yielded, showing how stubborn she was. She spoke so resolutely; it seemed difficult to change her mind. This matter was extremely troublesome. Dissatisfied, he let out another long sigh. January
22nd, Chapter 65: A Small Display of Power.

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

Shuangling said, "I will."

Yun'er smiled, "How could my little maid dare neglect the old lady? Young master, please 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 Ruhai, who had neglected his duty and slipped back, was wrapped in bandages and waiting in the hall; 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 Ruhai pleaded, "Chief Cheng, you must save my brother!"

Cheng Jin shouted, "Save my ass! Doesn't he love causing 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 given them many instructions, telling them not to cause trouble and to be careful, as he couldn't save them if they messed up.

Cheng Jin was seething with anger. He had intended to tell his aunt and sister that he had bought the house, but he was afraid they would come and urge him to return to Wuchang quickly. He also didn't know how to tell them about his mother. Suddenly, he didn't feel like seeing his aunt and sister anymore, feeling extremely annoyed. After thinking for a while, he went to Qin Jing's room.

The Zhao family mother and daughter were already uneasy when they saw him come again. Madam Zhao and Zhao Shuangru, having just been beaten yesterday, dared not provoke him again. They merely turned 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. Although the Dragon God Gang was built on a mountain, it was surrounded by trees, and each room had a stove lit, so even without clothes, they didn't feel particularly cold.

Hearing his sudden question, the women wondered what his intentions were, whether he had come up with 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 forward to fucking a pregnant woman right now. Your sister is carrying my child, and I'm going to 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 the 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, dared not approach except for Cheng Jin and Hu Zi. Even the food deliverers only dared to steal a few glances, not daring to touch them.

As a result, Zhao's wife hadn't worn a single piece of clothing since being raped by Cheng Jin.

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

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 and obediently opened her mouth, taking Cheng Jin's penis inside.

Cheng Jin chuckled, reaching his hands to Zhao Shuangru's body, playing with her breasts, while saying to Madam Zhao, "Old bitch, open your legs, let me see how your cunt looks after being fucked these past two days?"

Madam Zhao bit her lip, her face flushed, her legs tightly closed, kneeling on the ground, motionless.

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

Zhao Shuangyao's face also flushed, secretly glancing at her mother, who was looking at her with sorrowful eyes.

Zhao Shuangyao turned her head towards her aunt, Qin Jing, and saw her lying on the ground, her face covered, her legs slowly spreading apart, a small silver ring tied to her shaved mons pubis.

The thought of her own lower body being in the same state made Zhao Shuangyao blush even more. She glanced at Cheng Jin, who was playing with her older sister's body while watching her with a grin. With a "smack," Cheng Jin slapped Zhao Shuangru's buttocks, leaving a red handprint on her snow-white mound. Zhao Shuangru trembled, letting out a soft cry, but dared not slacken, diligently sucking 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, a vulva that had endured many penises.

Cheng Jin chuckled, "Hmm, not bad, not ruined. So cute with all that white hair. 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 she'll be just like your sister and daughter, haha! Okay?"

Laughing, he watched Zhao's mother's uncomfortable expression as he pulled Zhao Shuangru's body up and inserted his engorged penis, which had just swelled in her mouth, into her vagina.

"Oh..."

Zhao Shuangru knelt on the bed with her back to Cheng Jin, her tear-filled eyes meeting her mother's. 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 and I've even penetrated it. Do you think I can't see it just because I don'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 butt."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She steeled herself, lay back on the ground, spread her legs, and revealed the dark pubic hair on her lower body.

Cheng Jin laughed heartily, "Is that good enough! But there's too much hair, I can't see clearly. Yao Nu, use your tongue to separate those hairs so I can see, hahaha..."

While brutally raping Zhao Shuangru, Cheng Jin watched Zhao Shuangyao, her cute little bottom sticking out, licking her mother's vulva with her tongue, laughing loudly. Madam Zhao, with her eyes closed, moaned shamefully, the "woo-woo" sounds relieving much of the pent-up anger in Cheng Jin's heart. 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 only told him to leave, refusing to see him again. No matter how much Cheng Jin pleaded until his throat was dry, the "tap-tap-tap" of the wooden fish inside never stopped. After

pleading for a long time, Cheng Jin had no choice but to instruct Shuangling and Yun'er to serve her well, and returned to the Dragon God Gang dejectedly.

For several days in a row, Cheng Jin ran back to the Zhao residence, hoping his mother would change her mind. But Yang Xiaoling was clearly determined and refused to let him in. Cheng Jin, at his wits' end, would vent his anger on Madam Zhao and her daughter whenever he had free time, and for several days he didn't step into Yan'er's room.

That day, Hu Zi reported that the renovation of the main house was progressing smoothly. He had hired over a hundred craftsmen and cooks, who worked 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 house his sister and the others. 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 provide a room for his sister, aunt, and Aqi. If Mother were to come here, that would be best. Otherwise, a large Buddha statue could be placed in a hall a little further down for her to worship.

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

Hu Zi patted his shoulder and said, "Young Master, why are you sighing?"

Cheng Jin smiled slightly and said, "Nothing. I'm moving my sisters here. How many maids do you think we need to serve them?"

Hu Zi 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."

Hu Zi said, "Of course, haha!"

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

he thought happily as he rode.

Just as he reached the Dragon God Gang's mountain, he saw a fast horse galloping uphill like the wind. Cheng Jin was suspicious, thinking, "What urgent matter could be happening at this time? Why would the brothers guarding the mountain let someone run like that?"

He mustered his strength and ran up the mountain.

Sure enough, a man, covered in sweat, was anxiously waiting for him in the main 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 either. He has quite a few 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. 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."

He thought to himself that Li Deng was also very strong. How could he surrender so easily? Could there really be some powerful experts in the government? Thinking this, he walked into the back hall.

He entered Yan'er's room with a heavy heart. 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, so you can wait 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, are you not 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 go and leave. 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, "She was rescued by the government; it's a blessing for the child..."

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 bringing her up. Cheng Jin felt a little strange, but couldn't figure out why. Besides her, what else could Cheng Jin use to appease his aunt at this moment? He really couldn't think of anything.

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

Cheng Jin replied, "I want to go into the city myself to investigate before making any decisions."

Yan'er

exclaimed, "No, Xiao Jin, it's very dangerous! The authorities want to arrest you!"

Yang Xiangling sighed, "Alas, you've made up your mind. Be careful in everything you do. It would be best if you could rescue that child. If not, Luo Can is still a dignified prefect and won't make things difficult for the child. It's much better for the child to be with the authorities than with those lecherous thieves from the Taihu Gang."

Cheng Jin didn't quite believe it and said, "Yes."

Yang Xiangling said, "Although the authorities want to arrest you, they want Cheng Jin. After we return to Wuchang, you can change your name back. Surely... surely no one will come after Murong Jin, right? Xiao 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 he did.

It was getting late, and Cheng Jin, fearing the city gates would close after dark, immediately set off to enter the city. He casually drank tea and ate snacks at a teahouse near his home, waiting until nightfall before quietly sneaking into the government office.

Having just wiped out the Taihu Gang, there were noticeably more guards patrolling the office. Under the cover of darkness, Cheng Jin carefully avoided them, exploring the office. Although he had explored this government office once before, he didn't fully understand its layout. He wondered which room Luo Can was hiding in, and whether there were truly many experts lying in ambush, so he dared not be careless.

However, continuing to explore like this wasn't 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!" He quietly followed the maid, turning through several corridors, until she entered a room.

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

Six or seven burly men sat huddled on the ground, each with a low stool beside them laden with wine and meat. Their clothes were disheveled, and they laughed and drank loudly. A little girl lay on the ground, her head buried between the legs of one of the men, making smacking noises. Cheng Jin recognized her slender figure immediately—it was his half-sister, Nu'er.

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

A burly man suddenly grabbed her hand and laughed, "This little girl is quite pretty, how about..."

The maid didn't dare 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 that these women had already suffered humiliation at Li Deng's hands, and now that a group of officials were playing with them, even if they weren't willing, they were already used to it.

Lord Li said, "I heard that the best woman in the Taihu Gang was taken away by that brat surnamed Cheng from the Dragon God Gang not long ago. What a pity!"

Luo Can laughed, "The Dragon God Gang is full of beauties, far surpassing the Taihu Gang. After we wipe out the Dragon God Gang, we'll enjoy them to our hearts' content... Haha!"

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 has been plotting to eliminate the Dragon God Gang all along. Destroying the Taihu Gang was just a rehearsal; the Dragon God Gang is the real target. Damn it, I really underestimated this guy!"

Inside the room, Luo Can and his men continued to make a lot of noise, 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 and women one after another. Her flushed face was already slightly out of breath, but she was clearly extremely excited.

Cheng Jin watched and shook his head, but dared not make a move. Hearing them excitedly discussing the merits and demerits of the women's bodies, and lewdly imagining what other beauties the Dragon God Gang had, he felt hot all over, both angry and amused. He thought to himself that tonight's investigation had revealed that Luo Can had indeed received strong reinforcements, and that their target was the Dragon God Gang, so the trip was not in vain. So he quietly slipped down, evaded the patrol, and sneaked out of the government office unnoticed. He waited at dawn under the city walls, and as soon as the city gates opened, he immediately spurred his horse and rode back to the Dragon God Gang.

The cool morning breeze made Cheng Jin's head feel clear after the ride. The government's recent actions were clearly premeditated. Luo Can's painstaking efforts to destroy the Dragon God Gang were naturally motivated by a desire to avenge his two daughters who had been violated. 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!"

"He invited these experts from the capital, naturally claiming it was 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? Heh heh, 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 additional men to monitor the city's movements.

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

Rubbing his eyes, he washed his face, ordered wine and food to be sent to Yan'er's room, and then prepared his explanation for visiting his aunt and sister.

Yang Xiangling, upon seeing him, asked, "How were you? Did nothing happen last night? Is the prefect trying to deal with you?" Cheng Jin hummed in response .

Yan'er said, "You look like you haven't fully woken up yet; you must be very tired. 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 shrinking 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 "woo woo" sounds, 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! Fun!"

He pulled his penis out of Zhao Shuangru's vagina, straightened up, and then inserted it into the anus of Zhao Shuangyao, who was lying on top. Zhao Shuangyao clung tightly to 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 thrust his drool-covered penis, dripping wetly, into Zhao Shuangyao's mouth. Zhao Shuangyao dared not be negligent, carefully taking his penis into her mouth, drops of saliva dripping from her lips onto the face of Madam Zhao beneath her. Madam Zhao's body

was feeling

suffocated by the weight of her sister and two daughters, and she also had to endure Hu Zi's unpredictable acts of rape. At this moment, Cheng Jin's still glistening penis was right in front of her, proudly possessing her daughter's small mouth. Madam Zhao 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 and said, "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 at home waiting to give birth to a son for me, and I've brought your other two daughters back to you as well. I even gave you a little grandson. Haha! I've done everything I could, and I haven't let you down!"

The thought of herself and her three daughters being completely under his control filled Madam Zhao with extreme despair. 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, a slight pain shot through her lower body; Hu Zi had unexpectedly thrust his penis hard into her vagina again.

Hu Zi, excitedly raping Madam Zhao, suddenly smiled and said to Cheng Jin, "Young Master, you just...you just went to Miss's, didn't you? 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."

Hu Zi chuckled, "Fine, I won't. 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 too!"

He pulled Zhao Shuangyao down, pinned her beneath him, and began to rape her vigorously.

After half the night, both Cheng Jin and Hu Zi were panting heavily. So he chained the women back up, each of them holding two, and they fell asleep on the bed.

They slept until noon the next day, two days after the Taihu Gang's destruction. Cheng Jin thought, "Now that the Taihu Gang is gone, 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 the house is finished? Have you bought all the maids I asked you to find?"

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

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

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

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

Just as they reached the foot of the mountain, a scout from the city rushed towards them. It turned out that the training ground was bustling with activity that day, with many soldiers gathered there listening to an officer's instructions. The scout, fearing that the government troops would soon harm the Dragon God Gang, had rushed to report this.

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

Fearing a nighttime attack by the government troops, 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 guard the mountainside, and the rest to guard the main gate. Even those still recovering from old injuries were mobilized for logistical support.

Hearing that the government troops would arrive soon, everyone dared not delay and obeyed the 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, stood guard in 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 hadn't seen a single soldier.

Hu Zi asked, "Why haven't they come yet? Are they planning a night attack?"

Cheng Jin replied, "Impossible. A night attack wouldn'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, we'll talk again tomorrow."

Hu Zi 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 Hu Zi, "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 I would never let any man touch my body again. If I can't even get this last bit of my innocence, I don't want to live this miserable life anymore."

His mother's words echoed in his ears again. Cheng Jin felt a chill run down his spine, and his clothes were soaked with what he didn't know if it was from the rain or his own cold sweat.

"Mother isn't joking..."

He rushed towards his mother's house, but he still couldn't hear anything. Cheng Jin was secretly puzzled. When he got to the door, he finally heard a woman's low moans coming from inside

. He heard Hu Zi's lewd voice saying, "Madam, I've finally got you. You're so beautiful! Am I dreaming?" Cheng Jin shouted "Oh no!" and kicked the two doors with a loud bang, smashing them to pieces. He rushed inside.

He saw Hu Zi lying naked on top of Yang Xiaoling, holding her hands tightly, his buttocks thrusting violently, his penis pounding into her vagina.

Yang Xiaoling, her mouth stuffed with cloth, sobbed and cried, 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 more. Too many years had passed; her martial arts skills had long since deteriorated. She was like a frail woman, weak and helpless, stubbornly protecting her weathered body. But she couldn't protect it.

The former pageboy, with his engorged penis, excitedly penetrated her woman's private parts.

Cheng Jin roared, "Hu Zi, what are you doing!"

and rushed forward.

Hu Zi, 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 out of his mother's mouth.

"Waaah..."

Yang Xiaoling cried even more bitterly upon seeing her son. As soon as she regained her freedom, she wanted to throw herself into her son's arms and cry. But she paused, then suddenly turned around, grabbed the blanket from the side, and covered herself tightly, crying 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, 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's face hardened, "I didn't! I've been with 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?"

Cheng Jin roared, throwing a punch that struck Hu Zi's left cheek, instantly swelling it up.

"Stop hitting me!"

Hu Zi cried out in pain, shoving Cheng Jin away and shouting, "Are you going to kill me? Young Master, I've followed you for so long, and you..."

Cheng Jin sneered, "What about me?"

Hu Zi composed himself and cried out, "I don't want to be the master, I...I...I just don't want to be powerless, unable to even save a little maid, 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 him again.

Seeing his aggressive approach, Hu Zi didn't dare to be careless, and the two immediately began to wrestle. Hu Zi's martial arts were far inferior to Cheng Jin's, so he was hit more often than he could retaliate.

Suddenly, a bright light came from the distance in the corridor, growing ever closer. Zhao Shuangling, hearing the commotion, called Yun'er to come and investigate with a lantern.

"Young Master! What's wrong?"

Yun'er exclaimed upon seeing Cheng Jin.

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

Hu Zi's face paled, and he trembled, "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, his voice hoarse, "I...I...I'll go! Young Master, take care!"

Ignoring Yun'er completely, Cheng Jin glanced at him and slowly walked past her.

Cheng Jin watched his retreating figure coldly, until he saw Hu Zi's back disappear at the end of the corridor, when 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 darted 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.

She saw Yang Xiaoling, fully dressed, lying supine on the bed, her limbs twitching uncontrollably. A gleaming dagger was plunged into her heart, blood flowing continuously from her chest.

"Mother..."

Cheng Jin's legs went weak, and he almost fell to the ground, his body swaying as he collapsed onto the bed.

Blood!

Fresh blood! His mother's clothes were stained with bright red blood.

"Mother! Mother..."

Cheng Jin knelt on the edge of the bed, 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 appearing on her snow-white face. Her voice trembled as she said, "Little...Little Jin...

Mother...Mother doesn't want to live anymore...I...I'm alive, even if I live...this...

this body...this body will never be clean...I...I...I'll only hurt people...only..."

Cheng Jin cried, "No! No! Mother, don't scare me! Yun'er! Yun'er! Where's the doctor? Go call the doctor! Hurry!"

Yang Xiaoling coughed lightly, her voice barely a whisper, forcing a smile, "No...no need...Little Jin...take good care of...take good care of your sister...sister...sister..."

Her voice choked, as if she wanted to make another sound, but she couldn't. Her eyes closed peacefully, her weak hands ceasing their trembling.

"Mother...Mother! It was me who killed you...it was me..."

Cheng Jin tightly embraced his mother's body, wailing loudly.

Yun'er stood blankly by the door, holding the lamp, motionless. The son-in-law's cries were heart-wrenching, deeply saddening her. After a long while, she composed herself, wiped away her tears, and slowly ran out to find the second young lady.

Outside, thunder roared and lightning flashed, the torrential rain rattling against the windows. Occasionally, flashes of lightning illuminated the bed. Yang Xiaoling lay motionless on her back, her hair disheveled, blood still seeping around the dagger embedded in her chest. Cheng Jin knelt on the edge of the bed, sobbing uncontrollably.

"I killed Mother! It really was me! I'm such a lecherous thief..."

"Mother suffered so much all these years, and I couldn't even give her a moment's peace. I said I would take good care of her, but it was all a lie! All a lie..." "

If...if I had treated her well...Mother wouldn't have wanted to die...she wouldn't...It's all my fault...I'm such a beast..."

Cheng Jin's throat was hoarse from crying, a thousand thoughts churning in his mind. The torrential rain and wind of the late night made the early winter even colder and more desolate. Cheng Jin's soaking wet clothes clung to his skin, but he felt no cold at that moment.

"Husband...husband..."

It was Zhao Shuangling, squatting beside him, calling softly, "It's so cold, change your clothes..."

Her gentle hand lightly rested on his shoulder.

"Don't worry about me..."

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

Cheng Jin waved his hand, heard Zhao Shuangling's soft cry, realized something was wrong, and turned around. Yun'er scolded, "Young master, you have to be careful of the baby in Miss's belly..."

Zhao Shuangling frowned and said, "I'm fine...husband, the dead can't be brought back to life, you..." Cheng Jin's eyes

were red, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Don't worry about me, you all go to sleep..."

He turned to look at his mother's snow-white face, tears streaming down his face.

Zhao Shuangling said softly, "How can a wife sleep at a time like this? Husband... being heartbroken won't solve anything. We should think about how to give the Grand Madam a grand funeral..."

As she spoke of the words "Grand Madam," Shuangling felt a strange unease. Looking at Cheng Jin's face, she didn't ask how the "Grand Madam" had died.

"Yes! A grand funeral..."

Cheng Jin murmured.

"Then you must take care of yourself. You'll be indispensable in all the arrangements for the Grand Madam's funeral..."

Zhao Shuangling said, gesturing for Yun'er to hand Cheng Jin a clean set of white clothes.

"Yes! Yes!"

Cheng Jin wiped away his tears, took the clothes, and changed them with Yun'er's help.

"It's so cold..."

Cheng Jin suddenly said, his mind returning to normal, feeling the biting cold wind, his nose immediately running.

"Look at you, you've caught a cold..."

Zhao Shuangling helped Cheng Jin adjust his clothes, complaining.

"I'm fine."

Cheng Jin stared blankly at his mother's body.

A grand funeral? How can we hold a grand funeral now? How can we explain this to outsiders? How can we explain it to my aunt and sister? What can we do about this funeral?

Even that old scoundrel Zhao couldn't have a proper funeral! Cheng Jin felt a pang of sorrow, and tears welled up in his eyes again. "Mother... your son is truly unfilial. I can't even properly handle your funeral arrangements..."

Cheng Jin gently stroked his mother's face, a sharp pain shooting through his heart.

"Ling'er... bury my mother this morning... don't let anyone know..."

Cheng Jin said to Shuang Ling without turning his head.

"What? Why?"

Zhao Shuang Ling was taken aback.

Cheng Jin slowly straightened up and said, "Find a burial shroud for my mother. I... I... I'll go find a place to bury her..." He turned

to leave.

Shuang Ling called out, "Husband... the wind and rain are so strong now, let's wait until tomorrow..."

Cheng Jin didn't turn his head and rushed out.

Outside the Zhao residence was the official road, and nearby were several small hills, the largest of which had been occupied by the Dragon God Gang as their headquarters. Cheng Jin ran outside. In the dead of night, the fields were deserted. Heartbroken, restless, and utterly helpless, he took off running, without a care in the world.

Large raindrops pelted him, soaking his newly donned clothes. A chill ran through him. Looking up at the sky, he saw only dark clouds under the faint moonlight, the only sound the relentless rain. Overwhelmed with grief, he burst into tears.

"Where can I bury my mother? Where can I bury her?"

"I want to find the best feng shui, a place of green hills and clear waters, where birds sing and flowers bloom, so my mother can rest in peace..."

But where could he find such a place now? Cheng Jin ran frantically, but all around him were cold, icy roads and dark, gloomy woods. Where were the birdsong and fragrant flowers?

Before he knew it, another night had passed. Breathless and exhausted, Cheng Jin leaned against a large tree, panting heavily. Upon closer inspection, I found myself in Donglin.

"I've come here again."

Cheng Jin walked slowly forward, suddenly stumbled, and looked down to see an iron shovel.

"How could there be a shovel here? Could it be... could it be a sign from heaven that I should bury my mother here?"

"Anyway, I can't give my mother a grand funeral now, so... let's just bury her here for now. Once this matter is settled, I'll transport her back to Wuchang and give her a proper burial."

With this thought, he didn't hesitate any longer, picked up the shovel, and began digging in the woods.

It was already past four in the morning, dawn was breaking, the thunder and lightning had passed, and the rain was gradually subsiding. Cheng Jin braved the light drizzle, alone in the night, digging in the eastern woods.

The sky was already faintly bright, and a few rays of light pierced through the tree branches. Cheng Jin had already dug a pit about the size of a person.

"Let's bury my mother here for now; it's fate."

Cheng Jin threw the shovel on the ground and slowly walked back to the Zhao residence.

Zhao Shuangling and Yun'er had been anxiously waiting. Seeing him return covered in mud and exhausted, she rushed to support him, saying, "Husband, look at you..."

Tears welled in her eyes, and she didn't know what to say.

Cheng Jin asked, "Where is my mother?"

Zhao Shuangling wiped her tears and said, "The Dowager Madam is already dressed in her new clothes..."

Cheng Jin hummed in agreement, seeing his mother lying peacefully on the bed in her burial clothes, the bleeding on her chest having stopped.

Shuangling asked, "But the coffin..."

Cheng Jin said, "We don't need a coffin. Yun'er, go and bury Madam for me. Ling'er, you have difficulty moving around, so don't move around too much at home."

He wrapped Yang Xiaoling in a straw mat and carefully held her in his arms.

Shuangling said, "Husband... change your clothes before you go..."

Cheng Jin said, "No need."

He hugged the straw mat tightly and went out. Yun'er opened an umbrella and hurriedly followed behind him.

Cheng Jin walked slowly, occasionally lowering his head to kiss the straw mat in his arms. He hadn't slept all night, exhausted, his eyes bloodshot. His clothes were soaked, his face glistening with raindrops, his eyes staring blankly ahead, yet his steps didn't falter.

"Young Master...wait for me..."

Yun'er called from behind, jogging to keep up with him.

The rain continued to fall relentlessly, without a ray of sunshine. The biting wind had stopped sometime earlier, though the rain continued.

It seemed less cold now; perhaps it was noon. Yun'er used her delicate hands to help mound soil around the grave.

"Tomb of Yang Xiaoling," Cheng Jin didn't know what to write on the grave. He didn't want to use his own name, nor could he use Murong Jin's. He could only hastily erect this wooden plaque before his mother's grave.

"Why...why wasn't she buried better?"

Yun'er couldn't help but ask.

"She will in the future, but not now."

Cheng Jin glanced at her, lit three incense sticks on the grave, and, holding Yun'er's hand, kowtowed dozens of times before the grave.

"You kowtowed for your young lady,"

Cheng Jin said to Yun'er on the way back.

"Did I really need to kowtow so many times? My head hurts so much, and I have a little bump..."

Yun'er pouted.

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 woods. Peeking over, they saw soldiers everywhere, at least a hundred of them. Cheng Jin was startled and grabbed Yun'er's hand, hiding 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 hold them off?" Cheng Jin

was secretly anxious.

"What's wrong? Are you afraid of the officials arresting people? Oh, did you do something bad?"

Yun'er asked quietly.

Cheng Jin had no time to pay attention to her at this moment. As soon as the large group of soldiers passed, he immediately followed them quietly.

But the soldiers didn't head straight for the Dragon God Gang. Upon arriving at the Zhao residence, an officer waved a command flag, and the soldiers immediately lined up, surrounding the entire mansion.

Yun'er exclaimed, "Young Master, Young Master, they really are here to arrest you! What should we do?"

Cheng Jin thought, "Besides Ling'er, a pregnant woman, the Zhao residence is full of maids and servants. The authorities shouldn't make things difficult for them, right?"

He was filled with anxiety and hid behind a tree to observe the situation.

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

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

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

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

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