[Urban] The Legend of a Young Man's Good Fortune (Complete) - 7-9

→Chapter 058- Borrowing Seeds and Romantic Encounters (Part 1)←

“I knew I wouldn’t escape your clutches sooner or later!”

Matsushima Kaede said this in a coquettish and charming tone, and her spring-like eyes made Afei completely infatuated.

"Sister-in-law, it's not like that!"

Afei stammered, unable to bear her gaze. "I really wanted to on the plane, but now, I feel so sorry for my cousin!"

"He's a kind and honest man!"

Matsushima Kaede said with a resentful expression. "But do you know what kind of life I've lived all these years? Do you know the feeling of sleeping next to a man while having to endure emptiness and loneliness?"

"Chinese people value face, and people care about face too. Looking at other people's children, I dream of having my own child, a chubby son, a beautiful and pretty daughter. Afei, do you know? Mom and Dad, he and I, we're not a childless couple, especially since everyone in the Yamaguchi-gumi has a house full of children. Mom and Dad are envious. We feel inferior, we can't hold our heads up in front of others. Afei, can you understand how I feel?"

"Afei, do you think your sister-in-law is ugly? Am I not as beautiful as Honoka?"

Matsushima Kaede said coquettishly when she saw Afei's silence.

Afei sighed deeply, looked at the wedding photos of Yamai Takeo and Matsushima Kaede on the wall above the bed, and said helplessly, "My sister-in-law is naturally beautiful and has an unparalleled charm! But, just now, I was with Honoka-neechan, and when I saw my cousin looking at us in the photo, I felt embarrassed, weak, and powerless!"

"Then you won't look over there, Fei, look at me, okay?"

Matsushima Fu'ai teased playfully, her eyes sparkling with spring, as she slowly and gracefully rose, teasing him with a seductive air. "I don't believe you'll really get weak!"

Matsushima Fu'ai gently lifted her pink kimono, revealing a pair of white open-toe high-heeled sandals before Fei's eyes. The delicate straps traced beautiful curves on the heels, and on the high-heeled sandals stood a pair of exquisite feet: white, tender toes, slender soles, pink heels, and a high arch and delicate ankles forming a graceful arc. Her feet were clad in sheer flesh-colored stockings, incredibly thin, and her delicate toes were painted with red nail polish, making them even more alluring through the stockings. Afei couldn't help but raise his head, slowly following the movement of Matsushima Kaede's kimono as it was lifted, his gaze traveling up her beautiful ankles. The smooth, silky curves of her calves couldn't be concealed, and her long, slender thighs were tightly encased in flesh-colored stockings. Afei noticed that Matsushima Kaede was wearing pantyhose, but there was no visible line between her thighs and panties. He could vaguely see the dark, tangled pubic hair clearly visible through the sheer, gossamer-thin silk stockings. The stockings clung tightly to Matsushima Kaede's rounded buttocks and long, delicate legs, making her appear almost naked under the light. Beneath the completely transparent, sexy silk panties, the forbidden depths of her groin were faintly visible, the bulging contours resembling perfectly ripe peaches, the lush, verdant pubic hair clearly discernible.

Matsushima Kaede gazed alluringly at Afei, her eyes sparkling with a seductive allure. The thin, smooth, flesh-colored stockings and pink kimono accentuated her already fair and full legs, making them even more sexy and captivating. She flexed her toes, her alluring toes twitching slightly within the stockings. Then, unexpectedly, she raised her left leg high, giving Afei a feast for the eyes. Matsushima Kaede

looked at Afei seductively, swaying her body gently and gracefully, her round, plump buttocks twisting alluringly. Her beautifully shaped, fair legs moved together, and she reached up to her waist, elegantly finding the top of her stockings. Slowly, she rolled the stockings down to her thighs. Noticing Afei's unwavering gaze on the cleavage between her legs, she deliberately pulled the stockings up again with feigned shyness, blocking his lecherous eyes.

Matsushima Fu'ai gave Afei a seductive glare, then gently pulled open the front of her pink kimono. Good heavens! Her alluring, perky breasts were prominently displayed, only two skin-colored, almost transparent bras tightly encasing her full bosom, creating two small dots on the surface. The skin-colored demi-cup bra seemed unable to completely conceal her ample bosom. Pale pink areolas peeked from the edges of the lace-embroidered high-end bra cups, revealing a deep cleavage. With a slight twist of her waist, her fair breasts were partially exposed.

Matsushima Fu'ai slowly swayed her kimono, revealing her exquisite figure. In an instant, her flawless body, like Venus's white jade, was presented before Afei's eyes. Afei's breathing began to quicken. Her long, slender legs and delicate feet, clad in sheer velvet pantyhose, stirred endless fantasies. The sheer stockings accentuated her perfectly proportioned legs, giving them a magical sheen under the light. Her smooth back, full hips, and wasp waist swayed with increasing allure, highlighting her exquisite curves. Her beautiful, smooth, white abdomen revealed a charmingly adorable navel, as alluring as a cherry blossom.

Matsushima Kaede gracefully walked up to Afei, her fair hands methodically unbuttoning his shirt, gently caressing his broad, strong chest. She gazed at him with a smile, her cherry-red lips teasingly exhaling her fragrant breath. Her hands, however, moved downwards, teasing Afei's penis through his trousers. She even giggled, "Why isn't it as limp as you said? It's starting to stir!"

"Sister-in-law!"

Afei's breathing became heavy. Looking at the nearly naked, full, and perky breasts of the beautiful young woman so close to him, he involuntarily swallowed.

Matsushima Kaede gently unbuckled Afei's belt, and his pants fell down naturally. She gently pushed Afei to sit on the bed, then gracefully knelt down, her eyes gazing up at him with seductive allure. Her fair hands had already pulled down his briefs, reaching out to pull out his enormous member, which stood proudly erect like a raging horse or a hungry dragon, full of vigor and ambition, completely under her control, to be manipulated and played with with unrestrained pleasure.

Matsushima Kaede reached out and grasped his penis, fitting it perfectly in one hand, and began to stroke it up and down. Her movements were slow and gentle; her thumb and forefinger gently pinched it, her entire palm forming a cylinder around Afei's penis, feeling its warmth and softness. Her movements varied in speed, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, causing Afei to feel waves of heat, tingling, and numbness throughout his body.

Afei's lower body was already erect and proud. He sat comfortably on the edge of the bed, looking down at Matsushima Kaede. He glanced at her lower body and saw that she was still wearing sheer flesh-colored pantyhose. Her rounded buttocks and deep cleft were incredibly beautiful, and her slender legs were arousing endless fantasies. His lustful hands couldn't help but reach out and caress her soft, white arms.

Matsushima Kaede slowly unhooked her transparent bra, tossing it onto the bed. She looked at Afei seductively, teasingly touching her cherry-like nipples, letting her long-bound soft breasts relax. Against her snow-white skin, her breasts appeared incredibly vibrant; as she turned, her soft breasts, no longer confined by a bra, bounced, the two pointed, alluring pink nipples trembling and quivering, vivid and dazzling. Matsushima Kaede then cupped her two full, white breasts and began massaging Afei's enormous member between them. Afei felt a throbbing sensation within a soft mass of flesh, an intense pleasure that left him feeling hot and numb. He moved faster and faster, his breathing becoming heavier and heavier, feeling the tightness between her breasts grow ever tighter. After a period of rubbing and sliding, Afei's penis was throbbing with veins, hot and swollen, its shape contorted and menacing. Matsushima Kaede's fingers caressed Afei's penis with passion, the touch warm and smooth, incredibly comfortable, sending a surge of unprecedented desire through his nerves.

Matsushima Kaede, her eyes brimming with desire, opened her cherry-like mouth and swallowed Afei's member. Afei felt himself suddenly enter a warm, soft, and smooth place, and reflexively thrust his hips, penetrating Matsushima Kaede's throat. Seeing Afei's comfortable and pleasurable expression, Matsushima Kaede felt an indescribable pride and joy. She stopped teasing, grabbed Afei's buttocks with both hands, and opened her mouth to suckle forcefully. Afei held her head down, his hips swaying, thrusting in and out. Mei Yuxuan held him tightly, letting out soft moans. Afei felt both itchy and numb. Matsushima Kaede's oral skills were superb; she used every trick in the book—sucking, licking, blowing, sucking, nibbling, biting—leaving his penis covered in glistening saliva, incredibly arousing. Waves of itching mixed with intense pleasure washed over him, and Afei couldn't help but groan, trembling slightly.

Matsushima Kaede passionately pinned Afei down on the bed, her moist, scarlet cherry lips rubbing against his, her eyes filled with seductive allure as she said, "Afei, I want you to explode and ejaculate inside me! Give it to me, okay?"

She wriggled, pressing Afei's lustful hand between her already wet thighs.

Afei was now aroused, his desire burning fiercely. He pressed one of Matsushima Kaede's breasts, finding it incredibly smooth, soft, and elastic. Matsushima Kaede let out a soft moan, turning her face to face him. Afei seized the opportunity to kiss her cherry lips deeply, his tongue probing like a serpent, swirling, exploring, and tasting inside her mouth. His hands were not idle either, kneading and pinching, occasionally teasing her two ruby-like nipples. One hand slid down from her breast, across her flat stomach, heading straight for her peach blossom cave, kneading it through her flesh-colored pantyhose. His mouth was greedily sucking on his sister-in-law's fragrant tongue, one hand was wantonly teasing her breasts, and the other hand was slowly kneading below. With this three-pronged attack, Matsushima Fu'ai was like a small, lonely boat in a stormy sea, her body trembling violently. A surge of heat suddenly welled up from deep within, and in an instant, her vagina was overflowing.

The three-pronged attack sometimes rushed forward, sometimes crawled slowly, and at opportune moments, it would launch another attack, tormenting Matsushima Fu'ai to the point of near death. Matsushima Fu'ai got what she wanted, a wave of intoxication washing over her, feeling as if her body was melting away. She had never tasted such pleasure in her life. Yamai Takeo, on the other hand, was already impotent. Even before the incident, he was crude and unromantic, his daily sexual encounters with his wife were always rushed and he never considered his wife's feelings. Having lived like a widow for years, Matsushima Kaede often wept secretly. Yet, at this moment, being teased by Afei was so delicate, so tender, as if she were floating on clouds, experiencing indescribable pleasure. Waves of tingling made Matsushima Kaede writhe her body with all her might; she so fervently desired Afei to fill her, to possess her immediately. "Fei, I want it! I want it!"

→Chapter 059 - Borrowing Seeds for Romantic Encounters (Part 2)←

Afei tore her pantyhose, flipped her over, pinned her beneath him, and thrust into her, into this alluring young woman in a pink kimono and sheer velvet pantyhose. Violent thrusts, wild pumping, frenzied bombardment—Afei rampaged through Matsushima Kaede's snow-white, mature body, plunging left and right, relentlessly penetrating. Her inner self possessed a powerful attraction; the sweet pleasure intensified, even more breathtaking.

Suddenly, Matsushima Fu'ai's smooth, jade-like abdomen arched upwards, pressing tightly against Afei's stomach. With a quick twist, her snow-white, rounded arms and shapely, tender legs snapped together, entwining her tightly and powerfully around Afei like an octopus

. Her pretty face twitched, and she let out a wanton cry, "Ah!" She climaxed with pleasure, her brows furrowed, her eyes slightly open, hazy with desire, her stunningly beautiful face radiating a satisfied and joyful smile. Her limbs stretched out, flowing freely, and then, inexplicably, a series of incoherent moans escaped her lips.

Afei, at the peak of his passion, heard her incoherent cries and froze on Matsushima Fu'ai's body as if struck by lightning. He stared at Matsushima Fu'ai beneath him in utter astonishment.

Matsushima Fu'ai noticed Afei's sudden halt and the strange look in his eyes. She said coquettishly, "What's wrong? You little rascal, it's like you don't recognize me!"

"I do recognize you, sister-in-law!"

A-Fei's hand was already pressed on Matsushima Kaede's vital point, and he said leisurely, "But, I didn't know that you also knew Kim Hye-min!"

Matsushima Kaede looked as if she had been electrocuted, but still looked at A-Fei charmingly, and said softly, "You found out! I was going to tell you in a little while! How did you see through me?"

"It's because of your babbling and moaning, it's exactly the same as hers, it's like you were taught by the same master! Tell me!"

A-Fei sneered, "You're not going to force me to use torture, are you?"

"You little rascal, didn't you just use torture on her?"

Matsushima Kaede still glared at A-Fei with her charming eyes, and said reproachfully, "Oh! So you and Kim Hye-min are like this too!"

"You still have the leisure to be jealous? If you don't confess honestly, watch me use torture on you, I'll make you wish you were dead!"

A-Fei was about to get up.

“Good brother, I’ll talk, I’ll talk! Don’t move, I want you to stay inside me!”

Matsushima Kaede simply wrapped her round, snow-white arms and shapely, smooth legs together, clinging tightly to A-Fei like an octopus, preventing him from leaving her body. “Actually, it’s not what you think! We are all members of the ‘Saintess Cult’!”

“Saintess Cult?”

A-Fei asked.

“Yes! It’s all women from top to bottom. Members are sent to various underworld sects in East Asia to infiltrate and spy on secrets!”

Matsushima Kaede said.

“How did you join the Saintess Cult?”

A-Fei asked.

“After he was injured, he couldn’t have sex. I was lonely and empty, but I couldn’t and didn’t want to have an affair, so I joined the Saintess Cult in a daze!”

Matsushima Kaede said.

“Will joining the cult solve your loneliness and emptiness?”

A-Fei asked.

"The cult leader taught us the way to ultimate bliss, that even without men, we women can satisfy each other and reach pleasurable climaxes! It's said that those chattering sounds are the cult leader's moans during ecstasy. We've spread the word, everyone trying to learn it. This ancient saying truly expresses our inner pleasure clearly and unmistakably. Every time we reach climax, we can't help but moan and groan. I never imagined it would become our signature weakness! You, you clever little devil, discovered it!"

Matsushima Kaede said coquettishly.

"Who is the cult leader?"

Afei asked.

"The leader is unfathomable and extremely mysterious. She has three main halls, with Mitake Ryoko, Suzuki Anri, and Watase Akira as hall masters; and six branch headquarters, her influence spreading throughout the entire country. I'm just a lowly foot soldier; I've been a member for several years and have never had the honor of seeing the leader! Her elusive nature only deepens our worship and superstition! No matter how many troubles or worries you have, once you enter the sect, the sisters gather together, and you'll be completely captivated, casting all worldly affairs and worries to the winds, throwing yourself wholeheartedly into joy. Many wives and daughters of high-ranking officials and wealthy people in the country are members!"

Matsushima Kaede said.

"Where is Jin Huimin?"

Afei asked.

"I don't know where Jin Huimin is! Afei, I heard from my direct superior, Watase Akira, that Jin Huimin was also framed; she's not the real murderer!"

Matsushima Kaede said.

"If Jin Huimin isn't the murderer, then who is? Humph!"

Afei sneered.

"Actually, we already received the news before you were even ready to leave for ***!"

Matsushima Kaede said, "They were originally talking about that Zijian guy, but later they found out it was all you alone!"

Afei was shocked. It seemed there were spies in the Xuanwu Gang, and his every move was being observed and controlled by them. How terrifying! Who could it be?

"Afei, Master Watase Akira originally intended to arrange a meeting between you and Jin Huimin. Then, something else happened. You were naked on the plane having sex with a flight attendant, and I saw your seven-star alignment!"

Matsushima Kaede said. "According to the Master, the cult leader said that historical records show that in the five thousand years of human history, the seven-star alignment has only appeared in three people: Izanagi, the ancient god who created humanity; Ryumoto Taro, the savior of the Edo Shogunate during its unification of China (the story of a Chinese boy who transmigrated into Ryumoto Taro is detailed in the author's other book, *The Search Diary*); and you! Therefore, the cult leader and the Master are taking my discovery very seriously. They are closely monitoring your movements and preparing to arrange a meeting with you soon. As for the reasons behind it, I, being of lowly rank, cannot know!"

"What nonsense! Have you been reading too many myths and legends?"

Afei couldn't help but laugh loudly. "Have you been reading too much *The Lord of the Rings*, *Harry Potter*, and *The Mummy*? Haha!"

"You forced someone to talk even though they didn't want to, and then you laughed at them after they did! You're so mean!"

Matsushima Kaede scolded, annoyed and embarrassed.

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh at you! But tell me, how does this divine food taste?"

Afei couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm so happy!"

Matsushima Kaede looked at Afei with seductive eyes, her two long, snow-white legs wrapped around his waist and hips, her slender waist swaying and her pink hips twisting. "Fei, you haven't sown the seed of life in me yet! Fei!"

Afei, who had just been on the verge of ejaculation, was interrupted by her chatter and relaxed slightly. Now, he regrouped and went at it again, with much greater force and power than before. Afei laughed lewdly, "Getting my seed of life isn't that easy, little darling. You need to be more wanton, more seductive, more lewd!"

Matsushima Kaede flipped over and straddled Afei, leaning down to kiss and lick him. She rubbed her full, snow-white breasts against his chest, her slender waist swaying and her pink hips twisting, actively yielding to pleasure, changing positions, and moaning, "Husband! Brother!"

stimulating and satisfying Afei's desire. After a long and arduous battle, Ah Fei finally couldn't help but ejaculate. The fiery molten lava stimulated Matsushima Fuyou's most sensitive sexual nerve center, causing her to

cry out "Ah—" again, followed by inexplicable moans. Her full, long, snow-white, and shapely legs suddenly rose high, stiffened, and then slumped limply behind Ah Fei. Her soft, snow-white, slender arms convulsively clung tightly to his shoulders, her ten slender, white fingers digging deeply into his shoulders. Her pretty face, flushed red with desire and shyness, buried itself in his chest in a confused and bashful manner! The almost volcanic eruption of ejaculation and trembling caused Matsushima Fuyou to tremble and convulse once more, reaching the peak of passion.

Finally, the storm subsided, and Matsushima Fuyou placed a pillow under her snow-white thighs.

"Baby, what are you doing?"

Ah Fei laughed.

"Prevent your lava from flowing out! You silly boy!"

Matsushima Kaede said coquettishly.

"Do you want to get pregnant so quickly?"

Afei winked and smiled.

"You little rascal, I'll be yours anyway! Why are you so clever!"

Matsushima Kaede said this shyly, but kicked the pillow away with her long, slender, white legs, letting the juices flow freely.

Afei held his sister-in-law Matsushima Kaede in his arms on the bed, tenderly and affectionately caressing her, whispering sweet nothings. Matsushima Kaede had been captivated by Afei's charming and skillful ways at such a young age since the plane. Now that her wish had been fulfilled, and she had personally tasted the delicious pleasure, she secretly lamented that she had wasted more than thirty years of her life, only now experiencing the wonderful taste of love between a man and a woman. She didn't know how long they had been making love wildly, a night of tender and passionate lovemaking.

The next morning, Afei awoke leisurely to find Matsushima Kaede's eyes half-open, her cheeks flushed with a shy blush and the afterglow of intense intercourse, making her exquisitely beautiful face resemble a goddess in the clouds—a truly alluring picture of passionate love. "Since you're still asleep, let's make love again!" Afei embraced Matsushima Kaede, ready to mount her

once more . Matsushima Kaede hurriedly opened her feigned sleep, shyly and frantically pushing him away, pleading, "Good brother, you're too strong! I can't take it anymore! Please spare me! Let me rest for a day, and tonight, I'll let you have your way, okay, husband!" A knock came at the door. "Afei, Kaede, are you up?" Aunt Caiyun's voice came from outside. Afei hurriedly slipped into the bathroom for a cold shower. Hearing Aunt Caiyun come in, she softly asked Feng'ai, "Where's Fei'er? Oh! How are you feeling? There's so much water on the bed! Didn't you put a pillow under it to prevent it from overflowing?" "I remembered to put a pillow under it at first, but then," Matsushima Feng'ai said shyly, "then, he was so strong, I almost fainted. I didn't care about putting a pillow under it anymore! Mom, he's too powerful and brave, I can't take it!" "I've heard your Aunt Suyun say he's amazing. He has more than a dozen beautiful sisters in China! Feng'ai, you have to make your parents proud!" Aunt Caiyun gently advised, "Besides, being strong is good! What woman doesn't like a strong man?" Afei, dressed neatly, came out of the bathroom, smiling as he greeted his aunt, "Auntie's here, what are you talking about? You're chatting so enthusiastically?" “Feng Ai is complaining about you! You little rascal.” Aunt Caiyun said coquettishly, “Be gentle! Such a beautiful woman is in your hands, don’t you know how to cherish her?” “It’s all my fault. I’m young and inexperienced. I’ll ask my uncle for some pointers later!” Afei laughed. “You little rascal, talking nonsense, making fun of your aunt!” Aunt Caiyun scolded, glaring at him with a mixture of shyness and resentment, “Hurry up and go! Everyone is waiting for you two to eat!” →Chapter 060- Ouyang Ruxue← “You still know to come back? I thought you were having too much fun to remember home!” Qin Qiaoqiao couldn’t help but say coquettishly when she saw Afei, “Wenying’s beautiful classmate has been waiting for you for a long time!” “Her classmate? What’s she waiting for me for?” Afei asked, puzzled. “This is my classmate Ouyang Ruxue! She’s a graduate student at Waseda University!” “This is our General Manager Zhang!” Lü Wenying introduced, leading over a beautiful woman.

Afei's eyes widened in disbelief, his jaw dropped, completely mesmerized: Ouyang Ruxue was undoubtedly the school's most beautiful girl. Her slender, graceful figure was perfectly proportioned, more alluring than any fashion model. Her face, as vibrant and delicate as rose petals, was adorned with large, deep, dreamlike eyes. A delicate, petite nose, cherry-red lips, and beautifully sculpted cheeks—it seemed as if all the virtues of the most beautiful women throughout history were concentrated in her face. One glance was enough to make one's heart flutter. Her fair, almost translucent skin, as delicate and smooth as a newly blossoming bud, made one dizzy and breathless, unable to look up at her. Among Afei's beautiful sisters, only a handful, such as Lina, Yuzhi, and Yashi, could compare to her!

"President Zhang! President Zhang!"

Lü Wenying called out several times, but Afei was still staring at Ouyang Ruxue with infatuation, and it took him a while to react.

"Oh! Wenying, were you calling me just now?"

Afei barely managed to calm himself down.

"Wenying wasn't calling you! Wenying was calling your lost soul! I'm afraid your soul is still wandering in the heavens, not knowing where it is!"

Qin Qiaoqiao teased, and she and Lü Wenying both looked at him angrily.

Ouyang Ruxue seemed used to such situations. Hearing Qin Qiaoqiao's teasing, she couldn't help but smile, a smile that could launch a thousand ships, a smile of captivating beauty, like a rose in full bloom, or a peony in full bloom. Not to mention Afei, even Qin Qiaoqiao and Lü Wenying were as if they were seeing the most heartwarming and beautiful scene in the world, seeing the pure and flawless Snow White from a fairy tale, seeing the ethereal fairy from a mythical pool, their faces filled with a dazed look. In that instant, all their troubles, all their worries, all their sorrows, all their pains, everything melted away in Ouyang Ruxue's beautiful and gentle smile.

"Ouyang Ruxue! What a beautiful name! Poetic and picturesque!"

Afei exclaimed, "May I ask what brings you here?" "

Zijian, Miss Ouyang Ruxue said that Li Denghui is going to visit the Yasukuni Shrine the day after tomorrow, and she invited us all to join the protesters!"

Qin Qiaoqiao said, her gaze towards Ouyang Ruxue still as gentle as if she were looking at a goddess.

"We can't go!"

Afei practically shouted. The three women looked at him in surprise.

"We're just joining the protest team, cheering them on from afar! It's not a march or demonstration! What are we afraid of?"

Lü Wenying argued, puzzled.

"We can't go!"

Afei interrupted Lü Wenying again. The three women looked at him in astonishment once more.

"I heard that Mr. Zhang is a young and promising man with a great reputation in China! He's supposed to be a fearless man who upholds justice!"

Ouyang Ruxue looked Zhang Zijian up and down and said coldly, "But after seeing him today, he's nothing special!"

"So you're just a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong, a sycophant who's as timid as a mouse and only knows how to protect himself! Is that right?"

Afei said seriously, "Even if I'm a villain in your eyes, I will never let you become cannon fodder for Li Denghui!"

"Cannon fodder? I think Mr. Zhang has been in *** for a few days and has been misled by the politeness, respect, bowing and smiling faces of the *** people, right? Or have you been scared out of your wits by the Yamaguchi-gumi's viciousness, arrogance, cruelty and ruthlessness?"

Ouyang Ruxue, as expected of a beautiful graduate student, is not only beautiful but also sharp-tongued and incisive. "Does Mr. Zhang know? This is the duality of the *** national character!" "

Dual-faced? What dual-faced?"

Lü Wenying asked.

The national character exhibits a strong duality, a two-sidedness: extreme arrogance and extreme inferiority; extreme conceit and extreme weakness; seemingly submissive, but actually harboring ulterior motives. "Wenying, you've lived in [the area] for two years now. Do you see the ugly faces of the [people] around you?"

Ouyang Ruxue asked Lü Wenying, glancing at Zhang Zijian.

"Yes, yes! They seem refined and smiling, but they're all two-faced, their smiles are forced, and they look down on us Chinese!"

Lü Wenying nodded.

"Actually, it's not just what Miss Ouyang has said!" "

Ah Fei laughed, 'People are also adept at playing double games, sometimes making solemn vows, sometimes spouting nonsense, their words and actions inconsistent, breaking promises, even ignoring history and betraying their conscience. In their pursuit of self-improvement, the Japanese people of this island nation always keep their eyes on overseas, born unwilling to admit defeat, while simultaneously showing no remorse or reflection for their mistakes and sins, remaining unrepentant even unto death. In America, there's a popular saying that the Japanese are a 'nation that cannot repent.' This isn't without merit. Therefore, their national character becomes a unity of opposites between two contradictory traits. The American people...'" In her famous work *The Chrysanthemum and the Sword*, scholar Ruth Benedict analyzed this duality of the Chinese people: outwardly, they worship chrysanthemums, appearing elegant and docile, but in reality, they are superstitious about violence and power, harboring a bloodthirsty and vicious heart. When their national power is strong, they are arrogant and disdainful of everything, showing extreme contempt for other nations and forgetting their own heritage; at the same time, they have a strong sense of crisis, and if they fall behind even slightly, they immediately drop their arrogant mask, donning a fawning face towards powerful nations, groveling and begging for mercy! Isn't that right, Miss Ouyang? "

But do you know why the Chinese national character has this duality?"

Ouyang Ruxue looked at Zhang Zijian with new respect. The narrow-minded "island mentality" inherent in the Chinese spirit is directly manifested in the generally narrow-mindedness of the Chinese people!

Therefore, this harsh geographical environment and difficult way of life have given the Chinese national character a strong duality, a duality! "

In fact, tracing back to the Tang Dynasty, their respect for China was a manifestation of their character. The purpose of submitting to the Tang Dynasty was simply to improve their ignorant and backward state by introducing Chinese culture. History records that the Eastern Yi (barbarians) appeared docile, failing to recognize the Japanese (Japanese) disguise, unaware that this was a manifestation of their worship of power."

This is a typical example. One of the book's authors, the president of Sony, once arrogantly claimed that a single chip from China could break the strategic balance between the US and the Soviet Union, and believed that the intelligence of the Chinese was unparalleled. However, when the US made significant progress in computers, leaving China far behind, and chips produced in South Korea and other places eroded China's market, this undoubtedly delivered a resounding slap to the arrogant and ignorant president of Sony. Thus, this Chinese, while despising the Chinese, became extremely respectful to the Americans, repeatedly saying he was not anti-American and that he admired Americans the most! Such a quick change of heart, such a snobbish turn of events! His mastery of Machiavellianism has reached its peak, bordering on the madness of the invincible East—truly admirable!"

“Now I even admire Mr. Zhang!”

Ouyang Ruxue said, looking at Zhang Zijian. “Since you know all this and understand the Chinese people so well, we can’t let them be arrogant, reckless, and do whatever they want. We should give them a wake-up call and put pressure on them! But why won’t you let us protest their visits to the Yasukuni Shrine?”

“Precisely because I understand the Chinese people, I won’t let you take this risk, do this useless thing, and become cannon fodder for them to vent their tyranny!”

Afei said. “Let me tell you a joke: Hunan people say they have many beautiful women, and Shandong people laugh.

Shandong people say they have a good economy, and Shanghai people laugh.

Shanghai people say they have many migrant workers, and Guangdong people laugh.

Guangdong people say they have many wealthy men, and Hong Kong people laugh.

Hong Kong people say they have many mistresses, and Taiwanese people laugh.”

Taiwanese people say they want independence, and all of China laughs.

People say Sino-Japanese friendship, and the Chinese people laugh: Who are you trying to fool?

People say they love peace, and the people of Asia laugh: Are you even speaking human language?

People say they want to maintain world peace, and the American people laugh: Did you ask your grandpa?

People say they are human, and dogs all over the world bark: Brother, dogs should be decent, don't forget your roots!

All public toilets in the country are renamed Yasukuni Shrine. From now on, urinating in the toilet can no longer be called urinating, it's all called Koizumi. Defecation can no longer be called defecation, it's all called Emperor (adding yellow)."

The three women covered their cherry-like mouths and giggled.

"Precisely because the Japanese are dogs, we can't let the dogs bite us! The day after tomorrow, the Yamaguchi-gumi has already laid a trap, just waiting for you to blindly walk into it!"

Afei said, "The day after tomorrow, I will go, you all stay at home obediently!"

"So, you're still doing this for our own good?" "

Qin Qiaoqiao said coquettishly.

"After all that rambling, isn't it just because you're afraid we'll hold you back?"

Lü Wenying was both impressed and fond of her lover's erudition, her eyes softening with affection.

"Miss Ouyang, may I ask what your research is?"

Afei asked.

"I study East Asian mythology and legends in the field of Oriental Literature. I'm also researching the history of World War II on the side, commissioned by the Nanjing Massacre Memorial Hall! I didn't expect that you know more and understand it as deeply as I do!"

Ouyang Yuxue said coldly, "However, if they don't go to the protest the day after tomorrow, they don't have to! I don't care whether you go or not, I'm definitely going! Goodbye! See you later!"

"Wenying, with her aloof and arrogant demeanor, many boys in university must keep their distance, right?"

Afei said to Lü Wenying, watching Ouyang Yuxue's departing figure.

"Yuxue! Always so detached from worldly affairs!" "

Lv Wenying sighed coquettishly, "Many usually carefree boys become like shy little boys when they see her! Just now, weren't some comrades also dumbfounded?"

"Not dumbfounded, they were completely stunned!"

Qin Qiaoqiao teased with a coquettish laugh.

"I'm a little puzzled: how can a beautiful woman be so interested in politics? Studying human nature? How can she like such a dry and boring major and topic?"

Afei had already smelled the sour smell in the room and hurriedly changed the subject.

"I seem to have heard that Yuxue has joined some kind of church. Maybe people become a little sentimental and worry unnecessarily after believing in religion!"

Lv Wenying sighed.

"Religion? What church?"

Afei immediately asked warily.

"Maybe it's Catholicism! The one that worships the saint! I'm not too sure!"

Lv Wenying finally couldn't help but tease sourly, "Since you care so much about her, why don't you just go and ask her yourself!" "

Catholicism?" Afei relaxed slightly.

"Zijian, Miyazawa Mie has made a reservation to have lunch with you today! You must be thrilled, right?"

Qin Qiaoqiao said leisurely.

"Sister-in-law and Wenying, please come with me! Okay?"

Afei said sincerely. He had indeed felt a bit dizzy these past few days, with a thousand thoughts running through his mind. He had some ideas, but he couldn't grasp the key points. Countless threads, like a net, entangled him, making it almost impossible to breathe.

→Chapter 061- Miyazawa Mie (Part 1)←

"Sister-in-law and Wenying, please come with me! Okay?"

Afei said sincerely. He had indeed felt a bit dizzy these past few days, with a thousand thoughts running through his mind. He had some ideas, but he couldn't grasp the key points. Countless threads, like a net, entangled him, making it almost impossible to breathe.

"We two won't go! We don't want to be third wheels! And ruin your wonderful day!" "

Qin Qiaoqiao said sourly.

"Be careful not to spill any more wine on Miss Miyazawa Mie!"

Lü Wenying glared at him playfully.

"Haha!"

Recalling Qin Qiaoqiao's teasing that day and the funny incident of spilling wine on him repeatedly, Afei was also amused by Lü Wenying's words and laughed heartily.

"Don't play with fire and get burned. Miyazawa Mie's husband is no ordinary person!"

Qin Qiaoqiao warned.

"Oh? Is he the Emperor or the Prime Minister?"

Afei said jokingly.

"Although Miyazawa Mie's husband is neither the Emperor nor the Prime Minister, he is still very famous. He is Taro Asahara of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs! Don't touch the tiger's tail!"

Wenying said.

"Is that the Asahara who frequently stirred up the 'comfort women' and 'Takeshima' incidents? Haha! Indeed, he is very famous, known to all!"

Afei laughed loudly, "I really have to be careful!" "Don't touch a tiger's backside, especially a tigress!"

Miyazawa Mie wore a pink low-cut dress, revealing a deep cleavage and mostly snow-white breasts. Her ivory skin, soft shoulders, full breasts, and subtly translucent figure made her alluring. Her beautiful eyes sparkled, and her brows exuded the charm of a mature woman. Afei was captivated, his appetite tingling, and his lust rising.

"Miss Mie, you're so understanding. You don't know, my knees and back have been aching from kneeling these past few days! It's so much more comfortable sitting in a chair eating Chinese food!"

Afei surveyed the large VIP room, finding only the two of them. Any normal man would feel restless and tempted.

"As long as Mr. Zhang likes it! Mie's efforts haven't been in vain!" Miyazawa Mie

had already noticed his lecherous gaze lingering on her deep cleavage and snow-white breasts. She gave him a playful glare and said, "The flower is willing, but the water is indifferent." "Mr. Zhang still can't forget someone else, but that person, arrogant and self-important, always ignores him. Doesn't Mr. Zhang understand Mei Hui's sincerity?"

"Fujiwara Shizuka used to be a big star, but after getting married, she became arrogant and conceited. As the saying goes, love can make a clever woman foolish. Miss Mei Hui is an exception! As the saying goes, 'New talents emerge in every generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years.' Miss Mei Hui, even in love, still has such a keen sense of the entertainment industry's changes! Truly admirable!"

Afei lewdly laughed, "Miss Mei Hui has only been married for a year, in the sweet period of being inseparable. How can your Mr. Asahara bear to let go of such a beautiful wife?"

"If you think love is heaven, then marriage is hell! You should know that in a man's eyes, there's nothing but money; women are just accessories, decorations. I'm like that, and isn't Fujiwara Shizuka the same? Other women aren't much better!" "

Miyazawa Mie felt annoyed just hearing about Asahara, and said with a resentful look in her eyes, 'When a woman doesn't have economic control, she completely loses herself and becomes an appendage of a man! Actually, Fujiwara Shizuka's marriage to that comedian was a last resort; she also dreamed of a comeback. But, she's so arrogant, still thinking she's the sex symbol she was before marriage! She's nothing like someone who's condescending to fawn over you, Mr. Zhang!'

'Fawn over me? I'm your loyal fan! How would Miss Mie fawn over me?'"

Afei grinned mischievously.

"Looking at your lecherous face, I just want to kick you!"

Miyazawa Mie looked at him seductively, but under the table, she raised her delicate foot and rubbed it against his calf.

"There's a Chinese saying: 'A beating hurts, a scolding is a sign of love,' and the more you like someone, the more you want to kick them! Kick them as much as you like!"

Afei watched as Miyazawa Mie's exquisite feet slowly rubbed upwards against his calves and thighs, finally settling between his legs and gently wriggling. Her fair toes, slender soles, pink heels, high arches, and delicate ankles formed a beautiful curve. Her feet were clad in sheer flesh-colored stockings, incredibly thin, and her delicate toes were painted with red nail polish, making them even more alluring through the stockings. "Such alluring silk-stockinged feet! Miss Mie!"

"How's your alcohol tolerance?"

Mie Mie gently massaged and teased his crotch with her soles, feeling his erection slowly rising. "Want a drink? Mr. Zhang! Let me toast you!"

"I can drink a lot! But I'm even better at drinking milk!"

Afei happily downed the glass of wine she offered, his eyes lewdly fixed on Mie Mie's deep cleavage and snow-white breasts, wishing he could bite them immediately.

"Mr. Zhang, you're so naughty! You're taking advantage of me! I'm not coming anymore!"

Mie Mie said coquettishly, her jade feet rubbing him even faster, her beautiful eyes so alluring they seemed to drip with water.

"I do want to take advantage of you, but you keep calling me Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, it makes me embarrassed! My dream idol!"

Afei said.

"Then what should I call you?"

Miyazawa Mie said sweetly. "Should I call you Zijian, or should I call you Afei?"

Afei was immediately dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning. He quickly forced a calm smile and said, "Miss Mie's acting skills are indeed superb! However, it's a bit of a waste of your talent to be an actress! What else do you know? Why don't you tell me all of that?"

"Don't be so nervous!"

Miyazawa Mie said gently and coquettishly. "I just want to introduce you to two beautiful friends!"

"Is that so? Then I'm truly honored!"

Afei said with a cold smile.

"Really, don't be so nervous. They might all be acquaintances of yours!"

Miyazawa Mie withdrew her jade-like foot and clapped her hands twice. The person

who pushed open the door was actually Feng Ai.

"Feng Ai! It's you?"

Afei was shocked.

"Fei, our Suzuki Anri-do-do-cho wants to see you!"

Feng Ai said shyly, and a beautiful young woman was invited in from outside. She was a woman who could be described as extremely beautiful! This was a woman whose age was impossible to immediately discern; she appeared to be in her thirties, yet her face was so delicate, like that of a woman in her early twenties. Upon closer inspection, one could see her hands were like soft shoots, her face like beautiful jade, her skin like smooth cream, and her breath like a delicate orchid; she exuded a dreamlike beauty. Her wine-red hair was piled high on her head, and she wore a black low-cut short dress. The opening was low, revealing a hint of white lace from her bra, and her deep, fair cleavage showed off her full, high breasts. Her smooth calves were encased in silk stockings that gleamed alluringly, and she wore black high-heeled sandals with delicate straps wrapped around her smooth, rounded ankles. Her entire outfit was noble yet elegant, dignified yet alluring. A delicate, shy, quiet, and elegant classical beauty.

"Ah Fei, do you still recognize me?"

the young woman, Suzuki Anri, said with a charming smile.

"Are you the beautiful woman whose high penis broke?"

Afei felt a sense of familiarity at first glance, then suddenly remembered that the young woman in front of him was the one he encountered when he came down from his father Xie Guohua's apartment building—the one whose documents had fallen and whose high penis had broken.

"Yes! You're so talented!"

the young woman, Suzuki Anri, said with a coquettish smile. "Shouldn't you thank me?"

"I understand!"

Afei was struck as if by lightning; in an instant, the jumbled information quickly cleared up. He exclaimed, "So, the picture of that pig's head was the one you secretly stuck on my back!"

"Oh! And what else?"

the young woman, Suzuki Anri, laughed.

"You deliberately hinted at the location where Zhu Weidong was kidnapped and hidden, knowing I would definitely go to rescue him. Then you made Zhang Ziqiang of the Xuanwu Gang think it was the Yunlong Gang's doing, instigating a fight between the two gangs. This led to a domino effect! You tried to make both gangs lose!"

Afei roared. "So, Jin Huimin is also one of your people? My father was also killed by you?"

"Afei, calm down! There might be a misunderstanding!"

The young woman, Suzuki Anri, said seriously. "Your analysis earlier was very accurate! That pig-headed guy's hint was me sticking my finger behind you! We have achieved our goal of sowing discord between the Yunlong Gang and the Xuanwu Gang! Jin Huimin is also one of our people! But, your father, uncle, and the Zhang brothers were not killed by us! The murderer is someone else!"

"Someone else? Who else? Where is Jin Huimin? Why doesn't she dare to come out and see me?"

Afei sneered.

"Indeed, the murderer is someone else! Our Holy Maiden Cult is bold and responsible, and we have no need to cover up or deny our actions! When the time is right, we will naturally arrange for Jin Huimin to meet with you!"

Suzuki Anri said. "Afei, we suspect the murderer is from the Ninja Association! Trust us!"

Afei, remembering the poisonous snakes and the few ninjas who died tragically, retorted sarcastically, "I will definitely find out the real murderer! No matter what, you are also guilty! If I say you are the murderer, you may not agree; if you say you are not the murderer, I will not agree either. Please, beautiful lady, I will not let a bad person go, and I will never wrong an innocent person! Especially when facing beautiful and sexy women like you, I always have a soft spot for you!"

"Young Master Long is quick to draw inferences and sees the whole picture from a single spot! Your intelligence is almost divinely bestowed!"

Suzuki Anri said with a charming smile. "Does Young Master Long know the purpose of our visit?"

"Sister, could you perhaps have been sent by the Holy Maiden Cult Leader?"

Afei asked.

“I heard from Feng’ai that you have a magical pattern of seven stars aligned on your body. The sect leader specially assigned me to examine it with my own eyes. I hope you will not refuse!”

Suzuki Anri’s words and actions were just like her appearance, which was classical and elegant.

"Really? What do you think I am, sister? You think you can just look at me like that? I have my privacy and my secrets too. Don't you think this hurts my pride?"

Afei continued to tease, leering at Suzuki Anri with a smile. "Beautiful sister, are you interested in my private parts?"

"Nonsense!"

Suzuki Anri scolded. "I'm acting on the orders of the sect leader. It's said that this alignment of the seven stars is related to a big secret about *** country! I hope you can cooperate willingly!"

"What? From what I'm getting at, sister, if I don't cooperate, are you going to force me?"

Afei laughed loudly. "I, Afei, always respond better to gentle persuasion than force! If you use your beauty to your advantage, I might be happy to cooperate. But if you use force, hehe, just the three of you?"

Suzuki Anri smiled at Miyazawa Mie and Yamai Kaede. Miyazawa Mie smiled at Afei, pointing with her jade-like hand: "Five, four, three, two." "Your drink!"

Afei immediately felt weak all over, slumped into the chair, and looked at the three women weakly.

→Chapter 062- Miyazawa Mie (Part 2)←

“You still dare to act tough after drinking ‘Divine Transformation Powder’? Even tigers and lions have to obey and behave! Be good, little brother!”

Miyazawa Mie and Yamai Kaede giggled and carried A-Fei into the inner lounge, laying him horizontally on the sofa.

“Hey! Anri-neechan, you wouldn’t order them to rape me, would you?”

A-Fei didn’t expect to be teased like this by three delicate women, and he couldn’t help but laugh bitterly. He deliberately talked nonsense while secretly plotting.

Miyazawa Mie and Yamai Kaede were respectful and silent in front of Suzuki Anri as they unbuttoned A-Fei’s shirt and pants.

"Sister-in-law Feng'ai, you betrayed me too? Sister Meihui, don't touch me like that! You can't take advantage of me like this! Karma's back! I tried to take advantage of you but failed, and now you've taken advantage of me first!"

Afei was truly uncertain, so he could only spout nonsense, observing Suzuki Anri's expression to discern her true intentions. "Sister Anri, why don't you undress me yourself? Haven't you always wanted to see my private secrets?"

"Master!"

Miyazawa Meihui and Yamai Feng'ai stood respectfully with their hands clasped. Miyazawa Meihui looked at Afei's strong chest and large crotch with a flirtatious gaze, while Yamai Feng'ai gave Afei a seductive glare. Suzuki

Anri finally saw Afei's naked body and its intimidating appearance. Even as someone with experience, her heart pounded wildly. Although she had engaged in sham lovemaking with the leader and followers of the Holy Maiden Cult, this was the first time she had seen the body of a man other than her husband. She had always assumed all men's bodies were like her husband's, never imagining there could be such a strong and muscular body as Afei's, an incomparably enormous thing. Suzuki Anri approached shyly and timidly, saying bashfully, "There are two stars on his chest! Two stars on his back! Kaede, spread his legs!"

Yamai Kaede reached out her delicate hand and grasped Afei's penis, parting his thighs. Unexpectedly, Afei, stimulated by the sight of three beautiful women, felt a burning desire within him. With Kaede's grasp, he immediately swelled violently, his blood surging, his face contorted in a grotesque expression.

Suzuki Anri, infinitely shy, spat and cursed, "No wonder there are so many beautiful women in China! You're just a womanizer! There are indeed three stars! It really is a seven-star alignment!"

"Master, is a seven-star alignment really that magical?"

Miyazawa Mie asked.

Suzuki Anri sighed softly and said, "We'll leave everything to the sect leader's orders! Young Master Long, please forgive our rudeness! The sect leader should be meeting with you soon!"

"What? Aren't you planning to kill us to silence us?"

Afei joked, seeing that Suzuki Anri seemed to have no ill intentions.

"Afei!"

Yamai Kaede, worried that Afei's nonsense would anger Suzuki Anri, hurriedly called out to him reproachfully.

"Aren't you satisfied with having two beauties from the Holy Maiden Sect serving you?"

Suzuki Anri said coquettishly, giving Afei a sly glare. "Young Master Long is in your hands now! You must serve him well!"

She left gracefully, her face flushed with resentment.

"Good sisters, since your sect leader has given the order, how are you two good sisters going to serve me?"

Afei teased, while secretly circulating his inner energy. However, this "Transformation Spirit Powder" was indeed extraordinary. Afei felt that his usually strong and powerful body was now as soft as noodles, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"How should I serve you? I want to bite you first!"

Yamai Kaede gently grasped Afei's manhood, stroking and teasing it while leaning down to kiss his lips.

Afei opened his mouth wide, accepting her sweet and fragrant tongue, feeling the sweet and sour saliva mixed with the saliva that Yamai Kaede swallowed, which was refreshing. Then he found that he had quickly regained his strength, and just as Afei was about to make a move,

"Little brother, be good! If you don't have the strength, it's best not to move around. Be a good boy! Sister Mie and I will serve you comfortably and make you feel great!"

Yamai Kaede's eyes were full of spring, but she winked mysteriously.

"Sister Mie, I want to drink milk!"

Afei sensed that Kaede must have a deeper meaning, so he pretended to be weak and teased Miyazawa Mie with jokes, observing her expression without making a sound.

"You little rascal! Taking advantage of my misfortune!"

Miyazawa Mie playfully scolded, yet seductively unbuttoned her skirt without removing her flesh-colored transparent bra. Slowly and gracefully, she leaned down, bringing her lips close to A-Fei's, her allure irresistibly tempting his eyes.

The flesh-colored transparent bra could barely conceal her full, snow-white breasts; even her two nipples were faintly visible. Now, as Miyazawa Mie bent down, her two full, ample breasts sagged automatically, trembling and undulating, their voluptuous waves surging and sensually stimulating A-Fei's senses. Miyazawa Mie swayed her full, snow-white breasts, rubbing them against A-Fei's face, employing every seductive trick in the book.

A-Fei breathed heavily, kissing Miyazawa Mie's snow-white flesh, his mouth nuzzling against her flesh-colored transparent bra, his face and mouth filled with her soft, white flesh, feeling incredibly pleasurable. Persistence pays off. Finally, with Miyazawa Mie's cooperation, the flesh-colored transparent bra was pushed up below her breasts, revealing a pair of sexy, white, and tender breasts that trembled before his eyes, perky and full like winter bamboo shoots.

"Oh!"

Afei, as if jealous, grabbed his penis from below and pinched it hard, making him groan in pain. But his lust was soaring that he suddenly bit down on one of Miyazawa Mie's breasts.

Miyazawa Mie groaned from Afei's sudden attack, her body trembling. She panted and scolded, "You little pervert! You're going to bite my breast off! Ah! It hurts so much! You little rascal!"

Her eyes were full of lust, but she glanced at Yamai Kawai intentionally or unintentionally. She saw Kawai playing with Afei's huge member with both hands, her cherry-like mouth slightly open, panting as if she wanted to swallow it.

With a snap, Miyazawa Mie slashed Yamai Kaede's neck with a backhand strike. Caught off guard, Kaede fainted instantly.

"What are you doing?"

Afei knew something was about to happen again, his eyes cold and impassive as he stared at Miyazawa Mie.

"What am I doing? You little rascal! You probably don't know, but my brother went to the mainland with Jin Huimin to infiltrate the Xuanwu Gang. But Jin Huimin escaped and returned, while he died a violent death. I'm going to kill you to avenge my brother! My brother, the brother who's been my only family since childhood!"

Miyazawa Mie's expression turned ruthless, her eyes flashing with murderous intent.

"Please! Miss, are you out of your mind? You should be settling scores with Jin Huimin, why are you trying to kill me?"

Afei said.

"Jin Huimin has been protected and hidden by the cult leader! I'll settle accounts with her sooner or later!"

Miyazawa Mie said viciously. "Do you think I don't know? My brother covered Jin Huimin's escape from China. He had successfully completed his mission and could have retreated safely, but you discovered it and caused him to be bitten and killed alive by poisonous snakes, his flesh

mangled and a gruesome sight! It was you, you little villain!" "Oh! So your brother was one of those two men in black. It's been confirmed by the police that they were the direct murderers of my father! They brazenly killed four people in China, inhuman and utterly depraved! Those rattlesnakes from Mount Fuji were also the murder weapons they brought. They never thought they would die by their own weapons. This is the punishment of God! Don't you feel that this is the will of Heaven? This is divine retribution!"

Afei flew into a rage, "Your brother is dead, so you want revenge? Then what about my father, who died at your brother's hands, and my uncles, the Zhang brothers? Shouldn't they also seek revenge?"

Miyazawa Meihui hesitated slightly, then screamed, "I won't listen! I don't care! I'm going to kill you right now and use your blood to appease my brother's spirit in heaven!" Her

emotions were almost insane. Her full, white breasts trembled up and down with the twisting of her body. She lifted her skirt, and a gleaming dagger was hidden beneath the edge of her stockings against her rounded thighs. However, at this moment, her breasts and thighs no longer exuded warmth; instead, they, along with the dagger, radiated a chilling aura.

Miyazawa Meihui sneered, "Long Jianfei, you didn't expect this, did you? You didn't expect to drink my 'Transformation Powder' so easily, did you? You didn't expect we're followers of the Holy Maiden Cult, did you? And you certainly didn't expect that although the Hall Master doesn't want to do anything to you, I want to kill you, right? Afei, I'm sorry, this day next year will be your death anniversary!"

Her fair hand gripped a gleaming dagger, aiming it at Afei's heart.

Afei secretly thanked Feng Ai for the antidote she had just given him.

With lightning speed, he grabbed Miyazawa Meihui's wrist. This time, Miyazawa Meihui truly hadn't expected that Afei, who had been weak and limp from the poison, would suddenly regain his strength. She watched helplessly as his large hand, with a slight exertion, snatched the dagger from her hand. Afei grinned lewdly and, with lightning speed (a famous quote from Han Qiao), pounced on Miyazawa Meihui, pinning her beneath him.

"Long Jianfei, what are you doing?"

Miyazawa Meihui struggled and cried out.

"What do you think I'd do? Faced with a half-naked beauty, as a perfectly normal man, especially after nearly losing my life to her delicate hands and surviving such a close call, shouldn't I cherish this beautiful, vibrant, and colorful life even more? Let's enjoy this wonderful pleasure together, shall we?"

Afei lewdly admired the half-naked Miyazawa Mie. Her long dress barely covered her waist, exposing her snow-white, full breasts and long, shapely legs, which were even more alluring against the backdrop of the pink dress. Afei couldn't help but react, and with high spirits, he thrust himself inside Miyazawa Mie's dress, pressing firmly between her legs.

"Long Jianfei, let me go, or I will never let you go!"

Miyazawa Mie struggled fiercely, her words trembling with fear.

“Since I’m letting you go, you won’t let me go, so why should I let you go? Soon, you probably won’t want me to let you go. Once you’ve tasted the sweetness, you’ll probably never let me go again! My little darling!”

As A-Fei spoke, his lecherous hands began to caress and knead her snow-white, full breasts. His technique was skillful and adept; Miyazawa Mie’s nipples quickly became engorged and erect, her tender breasts turning an alluring pink.

“No! A-Fei, I beg you, let me go! I’m a married woman!”

Miyazawa Mie’s body ached and went numb from his lecherous hands. Her struggling arms gradually weakened, and a tingling, itchy sensation spread from her breasts throughout her body, reaching deep into her flesh. Her heart began to tremble involuntarily. Oh God! She had deliberately seduced him to bewitch him, but now he was taking it for granted, and she was about to be humiliated.

→Chapter 063- Miyazawa Mie (Part 2)←

"Didn't you just say, sister, that marriage is the tomb of love? Looking at the color of your cherry, the tenderness of your jade body, I'm afraid he hasn't fulfilled his responsibilities as a husband, has he?"

Afei's lewd hand slid down, over the slender, smooth waist, the white, soft, and beautifully smooth abdomen of the shy and beautiful woman, and directly pressed against the crevice between her thighs, penetrating Miyazawa Mie's lower body. "Sure enough, wearing such lewd and sexy panties, a strip of cloth can't cover your little sister at all! Sister, you're not deliberately trying to seduce me into committing a crime, are

you?" "No! No!"

Miyazawa Mie gasped and protested. She did wear sexy thongs to seduce and bewitch Afei, but she didn't expect that she would have already easily subdued Afei before she even had a chance to expose herself. But heaven knows how he was cured of the poison. Is this kid really destined for heaven, really protected by Amaterasu? "Ah! No! Please take your fingers out! Ah!"

"Since you're begging me like this, I'll take my fingers out, but you have to answer two questions!"

As Afei spoke, he pushed his fingers deeper, stimulating Miyazawa Mie to tightly press her two long, slender, snow-white legs together, her breathing suddenly becoming heavier.

"What questions? Ask them quickly! Please!"

Miyazawa Mie gasped sharply, squeezing her thighs tightly, helplessly trying to stop his fingers from going any deeper.

"Are you a member of the Holy Maiden Cult or the Ninja Society?"

"I'm a member of the Holy Maiden Cult, just seeking revenge for my brother. It has absolutely nothing to do with the Ninja Society!"

Miyazawa Mie's hatred was reignited by the mention of her brother, and she screamed in humiliation, "Long Jianfei, I'll never let you go, even if I die! Ah!"

"Little darling, how could I bear to let you die! In a moment, I'll let you taste the wonderful pleasure of ecstasy."

Afei suddenly increased the speed of his finger movements and the force of his insertion, lewdly grinning, "Looks like you're going to give up answering questions and focus on enjoying my fingers! So much water!"

"No! Please, keep asking! Ah!"

Miyazawa Mie's body trembled uncontrollably, her spring tide overflowing, her valley muddy.

"Can Mr. Asahara satisfy you? How many times a week? How many orgasms?"

Afei said, suddenly withdrawing his fingers.

"Don't mention him! It's too embarrassing! Ah! Mmm!"

Miyazawa Mie was already aroused by his teasing, and as Afei suddenly withdrew his fingers, she felt a strange emptiness and longing deep within her body. Her long, slender, white legs writhed and rubbed against each other, and she even raised her smooth, alluring hips, seeking to meet his fingers.

"Does sister want my fingers to continue inserting?"

Afei's lustful hand lingered on Miyazawa Mie's hips, caressing and stroking them.

"No!"

Miyazawa Mie murmured softly, her hips involuntarily wriggling, searching for Afei's fingers.

"Do you want it or not?"

Afei placed his wet fingers near Miyazawa Mie's cherry-like lips, leering, "The perfume is poisonous!"

"Bastard! Let me go! Let me go!"

Miyazawa Mie suddenly pounded on Afei's chest almost hysterically.

Afei suddenly pressed Miyazawa Mie down, thrusting his hips, and roughly entered her body.

"Ah!"

Miyazawa Mie let out a long groan, her body struggling and twisting. "No! You can't! Ah—"

Afei thrust and pumped wildly. Miyazawa Mie didn't know if it was pain, shame, or humiliation; bright tears filled her eyes. Asahara, I'm sorry! I was forced! But he was too strong; I'm afraid I can't control myself! She felt Afei's almost animalistic, ferocious thrusts and bombardments, quickly leaving her body and mind feeling numb, soft, and comfortable. The tingling pleasure spread from her cleavage to the depths of her body. That strength, that intensity, intensely stimulated all her senses. Miyazawa Mie's heart was already throbbing with desire, and she couldn't help but wrap her arms around Afei's broad back and waist.

Feng Ai slowly woke up and witnessed this passionate scene. She couldn't help but blush, her eyes filled with desire.

Afei suddenly stopped, embracing Miyazawa Mie and kissing and nibbling at her full, white breasts. He took one of her full, tender breasts into his mouth, sucking on the delicate pink nipple, while his other hand grasped and kneaded her other firm, soft breast. He gently stroked her fair, delicate, and translucent skin. Miyazawa Mie blushed, her cheeks flushed, and a long-dormant physical need grew stronger. Soon, a thick, slippery fluid flowed from her lower body, and the two rosy, round nipples on her full, firm, soft breasts gradually hardened and stood erect.

"Ah! Ah! Fei!"

Miyazawa Mie gasped, moaning passionately, her two snow-white, rounded legs writhing uncomfortably.

"Sister Mie, are you uncomfortable?"

Afei continued to tease her.

"No, I... I... Ah! Ah!"

Miyazawa Mie felt him still deeply buried inside her body, but his stillness made her even more uncomfortable. She desperately needed to enjoy his powerful thrusts and bombardment. She couldn't help but writhe and rub her body against him, secretly crying out: Asahara, I'm sorry, I really can't take it anymore, I really want this little rascal to fuck me hard!

"Good sister, say it! If you want it, just say it! Call me husband obediently!"

Seeing her still hesitating and shy, Afei suddenly thrust forward, resuming his thrusts and bombardment. Thinking that Asahara's wife was writhing and moaning beneath him, Afei became even more aroused, wild and brutal.

"Ah! Ah! Husband! I'm flying!"

Miyazawa Mie raised her flawless white body, gently clenching and responding, shyly yielding and yielding. Miyazawa Mie breathed softly, shyly responding. Her beautiful, long, smooth, snow-white legs and her slender, boneless waist, soft as a willow, arched and squeezed together, cooperating shyly. Afei's thrusts became more powerful, each stroke reaching deep into Miyazawa Mie's delicate, soft depths. He pounded against her naked, snow-white body. Miyazawa Mie's body was already weak and limp, her snow-white arms clinging tightly to his shoulders, her long, snow-white legs wrapped around Afei's waist and hips, her smooth, white abdomen thrusting forward to meet his thrusts. Her beautiful eyes were shyly closed, her face flushed with a delicate blush. "Please, don't ejaculate inside, okay?"

"Sister Feng Ai, come lean on me, I have something good for you later!"

Afei felt that Miyazawa Mie beneath him had reached the peak of her desire. As expected,

with

a seductive moan, Miyazawa Mie's already slippery vaginal walls spasmed and tightened, releasing a gush of hot, sticky, and viscous vaginal fluid. Afei

withdrew his enormous member and quickly entered Feng Ai's waiting, wet vagina. His erection was immediately gripped and sucked by Feng Ai's contractions and tightness, causing him to shudder. He embraced Feng Ai's slender waist and thrust one last time, spraying his own hot, molten fluid deep into her womb. Feng Ai, who had been watching for a long time, was already overflowing with desire. This final, frenzied thrusting overwhelmed her, and the shy, submissive Feng Ai was bombarded with pleasure, feeling ecstatic. The unusually hot, molten fluid dripping onto her tender flower made her body go numb and weak. Her arms clung tightly to him, and she cried out in pleasure as they reached the peak of desire together.

"Good sister, how does he compare to your Mr. Asahara?"

Afei caressed Miyazawa Mie's snow-white, full breasts, speaking softly and tenderly.

"You're so bad! You raped me and then kept mentioning my husband's name, humiliating me like that, I won't come anymore!"

Miyazawa Mie blushed and almost buried her head in Afei's arms.

"Because Asahara repeatedly denied the existence of 'comfort women' and made outrageous statements, inventing the term 'entry,' claiming that the rape of comfort women was merely entry, and that the invasion of China, South Korea, and Korea was also merely entry. This is truly intolerable! Utterly shameless! What do you think, madam?"

Afei looked at Miyazawa Mie with a cold smile.

“I’ve always sympathized with those women who have been hurt! But you know, in the West, we women have no voice in front of our husbands!”

Miyazawa Mie said pitifully. “Our Holy Maiden Church once donated money to comfort women, and my mother and I burn incense and paper money every year to commemorate the comfort women who died!”

“Yes! The Holy Maiden Church does good deeds for the victims of World War II in China, South Korea, and North Korea!”

Feng Ai said .

“Oh? You and your mother are so kind and compassionate, how did you marry such an arrogant, violent, and shameless man as Asahara?”

Afei asked curiously.

“Our family has always valued marriage between equals. I couldn’t marry a comedian like Fujiwara Shizuka did. He pursued me, and considering that his status was enough to overshadow Fujiwara Shizuka’s comedian husband, I agreed out of vanity!”

Miyazawa Mie said softly. “Actually, he’s very gentle, kind, and refined at home. I think there must be a reason for his extreme dual personality!”

“Oh? What reason?”

Afei asked.

"He suffers from a severe prostate problem. At first, he could barely manage, but later he became completely impotent and went on strike. The more anxious he was, the worse it got; the worse it got, the more nervous he became; the more nervous he became, the more listless he became! The immense mental pressure tormented him, leaving him physically and mentally exhausted. At home, he became even more gentle and kind, but at work, he became even more rude and disrespectful. He was even unpopular in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and was very unpopular! This must be..." Miyazawa Mie pondered the words.

"Bold on the outside but weak on the inside! Or rather, outwardly strong but inwardly weak!"

Afei sneered. "Does he have to transfer his own pain onto others to feel better? Does his physical weakness mean his mental weakness too? Does that give him the right to be so arrogant, violent , and shameless? Cruel! Perverted! His heart is despicable!"

"Alright, little brother, don't be angry! Your angry face scared your sister Mie!"

Feng Ai scolded playfully.

"Men's problems should be solved by men! Yes! I shouldn't have gotten angry with you!"

Afei laughed. "So, sister, you're really wasting your talent! It's a pity that such a beautiful, fair, and voluptuous body is suffering from emptiness and loneliness. It's also a good thing for me, your little brother!"

"Pah! You little rascal, you're acting innocent after getting the benefit!"

Feng Ai said coquettishly.

"You're so bad! You're so embarrassing!"

Miyazawa Meihui said shyly and reproachfully.

"Good sister, your brother directly killed my father and uncle, and I indirectly killed him. Although Jin Huimin may not be the culprit, in the end, they were all manipulated and used by others. I must find out the real mastermind behind this!"

Afei hugged Feng Ai and Miyazawa Meihui on the left and right. "Afei is willing to be sister's brother, and will definitely make sister happy in the future! Okay?"

→Chapter 064- Repeating the Same Trick←

"Who wants you to be my brother?"

Miyazawa Meihui said coquettishly with a hint of resentment.

"Silly boy, Sister Meihui wants you to be both her younger brother and her husband!"

Feng Ai said with a coquettish smile.

"You little hussy, dare to laugh at me? Be careful I'll slap you again!"

Miyazawa Meihui threatened her shyly.

"Fine! You hit me, I haven't gotten my revenge yet! Fei, I've held her down, hurry up and go for it!"

Feng Ai grabbed Miyazawa Meihui's hands and shouted.

Afei stepped in, reigniting their passion. For a moment, the three naked bodies tumbled and intertwined, their love overflowing. Afei and Feng Ai returned to the Yamai private villa, their journey filled with tender affection.

Just as they entered the villa, the butler rushed over: "Young Madam, something terrible has happened! The young master is here, and he's causing a scene!"

"Young master?"

Afei asked, puzzled.

"It's Mutou Gang! Honoka's husband!"

Feng Ai said, her brow furrowed with worry. "I'm afraid he's up to no good!"

Mutou Gang seemed drunk, bossing Honoka around. He was similar in build to Afei, but with a full beard and fierce eyes—clearly not a kind person!

"A woman follows her husband wherever he goes, whether he's a chicken or a dog! Since Yamai Honoka is my wife, I can hit her, scold her, sleep with her, and play with her as I please! That's the way of heaven! Today, you have to go back whether you want to or not! Uncle Yamai, what do you say?"

Muto Tsuyoshi was arrogant and rude, looking at Yamai Hiroshi with a cold smile.

"Insolence!"

Even with his usual deep-seated shrewdness, Yamai Hiroshi had long harbored resentment towards his son-in-law's arrogance. Seeing him openly disregard his existence and act so arrogantly and domineeringly, he couldn't help but shout angrily, "This is my Yamai family home! How dare you be so disrespectful to me!"

"Insolence? Disrespect? I think you're the one who's disrespectful and abusive! You're openly protecting this little Chinese bastard and openly opposing my elder brother! That little Chinese bastard, back in the day, was the Sick Man of East Asia, a colony of our Great *** Empire! Hahaha!"

Muto Takeshi saw Afei and Feng Ai, his face throbbing with anger. "Yi-nan, you idiot! That little bastard is hooking up with your wife, you coward!"

"Shut up!"

Yamai Hiroshi roared angrily. Aunt Caiyun and Honoka exchanged pale glances. Sakura hid in Aunt Suyun's arms, her face ashen with fear, looking utterly pitiful.

Yamai Takeo glared at Muto Takeshi, panting heavily.

"What's wrong with the Yamai family? Even you are slaves of the Yamaguchi-gumi! Men and women are all slaves of the Muto family!"

With a "crack," Muto Takeshi stood up and overturned the coffee table, shattering teacups and plates all over the floor. He pointed at Yamai Takeo and shouted, "Go ahead and glare at me! You dare to glare at me? If I hadn't saved you that time, you wouldn't even have your life! Now you dare to glare at me! Do you remember that gleaming machete? Do you remember where that knife struck? Do you remember—" Yamai Takeo's face twitched, his facial muscles spasming, his eyes filled with extreme fear, as if he had returned to the horror of that night. Suddenly, he covered his ears with his hands and screamed, "Stop talking! Stop talking! Ah—"

His body curled up into a ball, trembling violently.

Yamai Hiroshi, fiercely protective of his son, was so enraged that he flew into a rage, his seven orifices blazing with fury. He reached out and pulled the sword hanging on the wall.

"Yi-nan!"

Kaede cried out and ran over.

"Trying to scare me with that broken sword? Haha! Come on! Beauty!"

Unexpectedly, Muto Takeshi pulled Kaede into his arms, leering with a drunken smirk, "The Yamai family certainly has plenty of beauties! Come on, let me give you a kiss!"

"Kaede!"

Aunt Caiyun and Suixiang were shocked. Aunt Suyun was even more furious, her face turning ashen. With her temper, she would have already crippled this rude and violent fellow.

Amid Kaede's screams, Afei, enraged, snatched Kaede back with lightning speed.

"You little bastard!"

Muto Takeshi viciously grabbed Afei, but Afei used the momentum to pull him away, then shoved him hard in the buttocks.

Mutou Tsuyoshi, completely drunk and oblivious to the power of Tai Chi, stumbled uncontrollably, falling squarely into Yamai Hiroshi's arms. Blood splattered as Yamai Hiroshi's sword pierced Mutou Tsuyoshi's chest and emerged from his back. Mutou Tsuyoshi's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Yamai Hiroshi, coughing up blood and dying instantly with a single groan.

Everyone was stunned, speechless, exchanging bewildered glances. Yamai Takeo, deeply traumatized by Mutou Tsuyoshi's actions, nearly bulged out of his eyes upon seeing the blood splattering. He choked and fainted. Yamai Hiroshi hurriedly pressed his philtrum, and Yamai Takeo slowly regained consciousness, breathing heavily. Kaede and Sakura helped him back to his bedroom to rest. "

Master, what should we do?"

Aunt Caiyun asked anxiously.

"Kill him! It's doing justice for Heaven and ridding the people of a scourge!"

Aunt Suyun said.

"I never regret what I do!"

Yamai Hiroshi's triangular eyes flashed with a shrewd light as he sneered, "There's only one way now: Suika can return to the Mutou family legitimately, and Afei can openly appear at the shrine visit!"

"You mean?"

Aunt Caiyun's beautiful eyes sparkled with delight.

"Besides relying on your miraculous healing, what other way is there?"

Yamai Hiroshi smiled, flattering his wife.

"Oh! I understand! You want to pull off a switcheroo, to pass off the real thing as the real thing!"

Aunt Suyun laughed, "Afei, your signature trick is back!"

"No way? Making me look like this arrogant and violent guy is worse than killing me! Besides, who will do the disguise?"

Afei glanced disgustedly at the corpse of Mutou Gang lying on the ground.

"Let's not talk about the disguise for now, I'm afraid you can't imitate this villain's voice!"

Aunt Suyun deliberately sighed, trying to provoke him.

"Hmph! Your beautiful aunt from the Yamai family has learned to bully people too! Don't blame me for being impolite! In a fit of rage, I smashed your Yamai family's belongings and stole your beautiful aunt. Haha, wife, a woman follows her husband wherever he goes, don't you think? Haha!"

Afei said with a maniacal laugh. He loved performing crosstalk in college, and was proficient in all aspects of the art, especially imitating celebrities! He could perfectly mimic the voices of Ma Sanli, Shan Tianfang, and Liu Baorui, as well as the singing voices of Jacky Cheung, Andy Lau, Phil Chang, Lo Ta-yu, and Liu Huan, making his classmates applaud in amazement! Sure enough,

even Aunt Yamai Hiro and Aunt Caiyun said

it sounded just like him, and Suixiang looked at Afei with a mixture of shyness and joy. "Him? He only knows some petty tricks!"

Aunt Suyun said coquettishly, "Big sister, now it's up to you!"

"Oh! So Aunt Caiyun is a master of disguise, hiding her true abilities!"

Afei laughed.

"You think only your policewoman sister can disguise herself?"

Aunt Suyun said coquettishly. "When your Aunt Caiyun was a force to be reckoned with in the martial arts world, you two weren't even born yet! Silly boy!"

"Mom, shall I help you?"

Suixiang asked.

"Silly girl, no one else allowed, top secret! You just stay here patiently, and your mother will give you a new husband in a little while! I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

Suyun teased.

"Auntie!"

Suixiang blushed shyly.

"Let's carry this corpse into the basement first, so I can do my face mask!"

Aunt Caiyun instructed Yamai Hiroto.

A short while later, Aunt Caiyun led Afei into the bedroom and made him kneel on the tatami mat. She took out a small bag, knelt before Afei, and carefully examined his face.

"No wonder so many beautiful women back home were chasing after you. You've only been in Tokyo a few days, and you've already bewitched Feng Ai and Sui Xiang! Silly boy, you're quite the handsome young man!"

Aunt Caiyun said with a laugh.

"How can you compare to Aunt's beauty? You look like three sisters with Feng Ai and Sui Xiang! How do you maintain such a young and delicate appearance?"

Afei casually placed his hand on Aunt Caiyun's slender waist, his heart itching as he looked at the snow-white, soft legs revealed beneath her kimono.

"You little rascal! Aunt isn't as young as Feng Ai and Sui Xiang! You're just all talk and sweet words!"

Aunt Caiyun said coquettishly, but inwardly she was overjoyed. After all, what woman doesn't like sweet talk? She gently and methodically combed Afei's hair.

"Sister-in-law Feng'ai and Sister Suixiang are young and beautiful, both with charming young married women. Aunt, however, is voluptuous and gorgeous, quiet and elegant, exuding the charm of a mature woman. Like a ripe peach, it makes one's mouth water, wishing one could take a bite."

Afei's lewd hand gently caressed Aunt Caiyun's soft waist as he spoke with a lewd grin.

"You little rascal! What nonsense are you talking about! How did you do with the task Aunt gave you? How many times did you give it to Feng'ai last night?"

Aunt Caiyun felt the burning heat of Afei's hand caressing her, a tingling sensation spreading throughout her body, causing her heart to tremble involuntarily. Her gaze hurriedly changed the subject.

"I gave it to Sister-in-law Feng'ai four times, and to Sister Suixiang twice before!"

Afei said lewdly, staring at Aunt Caiyun's high and full breasts.

"You're so amazing! Afei, you have to be careful this time when you go to the Mutō family!"

Aunt Caiyun could clearly smell the strong masculine scent emanating from Afei, and her heart became even more flustered.

"Aunt, are you really willing to push me into the tiger's den?"

Afei said, deliberately acting coquettishly.

"Afei! It's not that your aunt is heartless, but we have no better choice given the current situation! Afei, can you understand your aunt's feelings? Your aunt doesn't want you to take this risk either!"

Aunt Caiyun hugged Afei guiltily, saying pitifully, "Afei, your aunt is so sorry for you! And for your deceased father!" As

she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.

"Good aunt! I was just joking! Don't be sad, and don't blame yourself!"

Seeing that Aunt Caiyun was truly guilty and heartbroken, Afei felt pity for her and hugged her to comfort her. "It was indeed due to circumstances that I had to disguise myself and go undercover! I had no choice but to go! For your sake, Aunt, if I don't go to hell, who will? Don't worry, I will be careful! Good aunt, don't be sad! Crying makes you age faster!"

"You little rascal! You're just being cheeky!"

Aunt Caiyun was both amused and exasperated by his glib tongue. She smiled through her tears and said coquettishly, "It's all your fault that Aunt is crying!"

"Even when Aunt is crying, she looks so beautiful! Like a pear blossom in the rain, like a crabapple in tears, she is truly pitiful to behold!"

Afei's lecherous hands roamed through her kimono, caressing her back and waist.

"You little rascal, get so handsy! Be careful, or I'll leave a scar on your handsome face!"

Aunt Caiyun tried to shake off his lecherous hands, struggling slightly before giving in. She said gently, "Afei, what happened just now was purely accidental! Your uncle didn't mean it. That scoundrel went too far, but it's not a capital offense! You must keep it a secret for your uncle! Otherwise, our family will be ruined!"

"Everyone here will keep it a secret, but this is like burying a corpse in the snow—it will be discovered eventually! Sooner or later, the truth will come out!"

Afei hugged Aunt Caiyun's delicate body and whispered, "I have a plan that can guarantee your uncle's safety forever! Aunt, are you interested?"

"You have a brilliant plan? Tell me quickly!"

Aunt Caiyun asked eagerly.

"How does Aunt plan to thank me?"

Afei deliberately kept her in suspense, tightening his grip and pulling Aunt Caiyun onto his lap.

"Your aunt has given you both your wife and daughter, you little rascal, you're never satisfied!"

Aunt Caiyun sat on his lap and said coquettishly, "Good Afei, as long as you can find a way to get your uncle off the murder charge, whatever gold and silver you want, your aunt will grant it to you! Okay?"

"Auntie Fei has already granted my request twice, even last time! Auntie is so protective of her husband! But I'm about to enter a den of dragons and tigers, and Auntie isn't worried or anxious about me at all?"

Afei's lewd hands caressed and kneaded Aunt Caiyun's plump and round buttocks through her kimono.

"Good Fei, you're still complaining about your aunt! How can I not feel sorry for you? But now, only you can save our Yamai family! Fei'er, I'm begging you! Okay?"

Aunt Caiyun could already feel Fei's lewd hands caressing and kneading her delicate body, making her tremble slightly, her whole body tingling and numb. She said coquettishly, "You little rascal, take your hands away!"

"Fei is about to be a lamb to the slaughter, shouldn't Aunt give me some warmth in your arms?"

Fei almost pressed his face against Aunt Caiyun's high, firm breasts, rubbing against her coquettishly, while his lewd hands kneaded her plump, round buttocks even more unscrupulously. The mature beauty's buttocks were truly full and soft, with a rounded feel.

"Ah Fei!"

Aunt Caiyun murmured, feeling the forbidden, illicit love stirring her empty and lonely heart. Ah Fei's hard, enormous member pressed against her lower abdomen, teasing her young and lustful body. Long-lost desires and sensations overwhelmed her mind and body. "Fei'er, Auntie will give you warmth, please don't overstep the bounds, okay?" "What oversteps?"

Ah Fei asked as his lewd hand slid into Aunt Caiyun's buttocks.

Aunt Caiyun's breathing grew heavy, her delicate body trembling slightly. She whispered in Afei's ear, "Just don't do that! Fei'er, please don't put your hand inside anymore! Okay?"

"What do you mean by 'do that'? Good Aunt, how do you maintain such a good figure? I really want to touch it myself and see if it's round and plump."

Afei's lecherous hand slipped inside her kimono, and sure enough, there was nothing underneath. He went straight to caressing his aunt's full breasts. "So full and soft, Aunt, Aunt Suyun said I drank her milk when I was little. Did I drink your milk?"

"No, no! Fei'er, you didn't drink my milk when you were little!"

Aunt Caiyun's body trembled as his lecherous hand touched her breasts. Afraid that he would take advantage of her, she hurriedly denied it.

"Since you didn't drink it when you were little, then Aunt will make it up to me now!"

Afei indeed started to act shamelessly, his lecherous hand increasing the force of caressing, kneading, lifting, and pinching.

"No! Ah Fei, you can't, it's too embarrassing!"

Aunt Caiyun's body felt weak and numb from his skillful caresses. Hearing him say she wanted to nurse, her body began to react, struggling to refuse yet also yearning.

"Ah—"

Suddenly, Afei bit her breast through her kimono. Aunt Caiyun suppressed a long groan, feeling his frenzied biting, the pain mixed with a long-lost pleasure. "Fei'er, please, spare your aunt!"

Afei obediently released her mouth, but deep down, Aunt Caiyun felt a strange disappointment. He slowly untied her kimono, revealing a pair of snow-white, full breasts. "I envy my cousin so much for being able to eat such full, white breasts when he was little, and I'm so jealous of my uncle for being able to eat such round, soft breasts every day! They are so lucky!"

"You little rascal, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Aunt Caiyun scolded him shyly. "Ah—Fei'er, you're doing it again! No!"

Afei lowered his head, burying his face between Aunt Caiyun's full, fragrant breasts. A sweet, milky fragrance filled his heart, and Afei's heart fluttered. He bit down on Aunt Caiyun's small, round nipple, which trembled with shyness, with his hot lips. He suckled it like a child nursing, licking the sensitive nipple with his tongue and occasionally gently biting it with his teeth.

This sent a jolt through Aunt Caiyun, her body trembling slightly as she felt a tingling, itchy sensation that gradually spread throughout her body, a numbing pleasure vibrating through her skin. The woman's deepest desires were aroused. She stroked Afei's black hair with her delicate hands, her fair face flushed, and her lips parted slightly, moaning softly, "Ah! Oh! Hmm! It hurts!"

Her bright red nipple gradually hardened in Afei's mouth.

Aunt Caiyun, panting and moaning, collapsed into Afei's arms. Afei's other hand was also busy, probing and caressing her snow-white, rounded thighs, before penetrating directly into the lush, verdant valley.

"Fei'er! Your mouth, your hands! Please, spare your aunt, okay?"

Aunt Caiyun was already aroused, her desire surging, panting heavily beside Afei's ear, her two snow-white, rounded thighs involuntarily parting, allowing Afei's lewd hands to penetrate deeper, more easily, more freely, and more wantonly.

Afei's lewd hand caressed and kneaded her snow-white, full breasts, while the other hand dug and kneaded her flowing valley, seeing Aunt Caiyun's eyes half-open, her cherry-like mouth slightly parted, her fragrant tongue gently licking her moist lips. Afei slowly brought his lips closer, rubbing them lightly against her cherry-like mouth, enjoying the sweet fragrance of her breath. The lecherous hand suddenly withdrew, lingering outside the garden entrance.

"Fei'er! Fei'er!"

Aunt Caiyun suddenly felt an unbearable emptiness, opening her seductive eyes to look at Afei, moaning softly, her snow-white thighs wriggling, searching for his lecherous hand.

"Good Aunt, do you still want more? Do you still want my fingers?"

Afei teased Aunt Caiyun in a low voice.

"No!"

Aunt Caiyun said, her breath coming in heavy gasps.

"Do you want it or not?"

Afei continued to tease his aunt, his lecherous hand suddenly entering her secret place, then quickly withdrawing.

"I don't know! I don't know!"

Aunt Caiyun arched her hips, pursuing Afei's lecherous hand.

"Good Aunt, if you want it, kiss me!"

Afei's lecherous hand re-entered the territory, his lips brushing against her cherry-like mouth.

Afei bit down on Aunt Caiyun's soft, bright red lips, which were frantically moaning and panting. Aunt Caiyun deliberately bit down shyly with her teeth, but ultimately parted them hesitantly, her delicate teeth barely visible. Afei's tongue, burning hot, enveloped hers, its warmth a mixture of shyness and resistance. He felt the fragrance of her mouth, the smoothness of her tongue, and the sweetness of her nectar. He held Aunt Caiyun's soft, small, tender, and sweet tongue in his mouth, and began a series of lewd kisses and sucks… Aunt Caiyun's cherry-like mouth was sealed, and she let out soft moans, a mixture of protest and pleasure. Aunt Caiyun embraced his strong back, kissing his lips willingly, her sweet, fragrant tongue allowing him to suck and taste it, her hips moving in rhythm with his fingers. With a long, barely suppressed moan, Aunt Caiyun's body convulsed, and she actually gushed out her juices. It was the first time Afei had ever seen a woman ejaculate so powerfully. He'd seen actresses ejaculate in adult films before, but he knew it was under the influence of drugs and intense stimulation. He never imagined Aunt Caiyun would reach such a breathtaking climax under his lecherous touch.

Her sweet, fragrant tongue lingered in Afei's mouth, her alluring eyes practically dripping with moisture.

"Auntie's really overflowing with desire!"

Afei waved his wet fingers in front of Aunt Caiyun.

"You little rascal, it's all your fault! Bullying your auntie like this!"

Aunt Caiyun scolded him with seductive eyes.

"Auntie, does it feel good?"

Afei then spread Aunt Caiyun's legs and straddled her on his lap. Even through his pants, his enormous member was already eagerly poised and ready to strike.

"Fei'er, Auntie has never ejaculated like this before! You little rascal, you're so embarrassing!"

Aunt Caiyun nestled against Afei's broad chest like a little bird, feeling his hard erection almost pressing against her thighs through his pants. She said shyly, "Fei'er, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Good Auntie, I'm about to explode!"

Afei whined, his eyes practically spitting fire.

"You can't cross the line! Good Fei'er, they're waiting for us to leave!"

Caiyun said, a mix of fear and shyness in her voice.

"But, I really feel uncomfortable! Good Auntie! You have to help me!"

Afei playfully rubbed his erection against her thighs through her clothes.

Aunt Caiyun whispered something in Afei's ear, panting.

"Good Auntie, then hurry up and take it out!"

Afei reluctantly gave in.

Aunt Caiyun unzipped her pants, reached inside, and oh my god! No wonder Su Yun said he was a precocious little devil; he really had the looks, unparalleled! No wonder Feng Ai and Sui Xiang have been so charming these past two days. Women, when they are content and refreshed, radiate the most dazzling brilliance!

Aunt Caiyun shyly and slowly pulled him out, her fair hands grasping and playing with him. Unable to resist the stirrings of passion, she took the initiative to kiss him, her sweet, fragrant tongue intertwining with A Fei's, saliva flowing freely, their lovemaking tender and lingering. Her hands grew faster and more skillful, gradually becoming reluctant to let go.

"Fei'er, why aren't you coming out yet? Hurry up and let it out!"

Aunt Caiyun gasped as his lustful hands caressed and kneaded her breasts.

"But he won't listen to me!"

A Fei said helplessly, his lustful hands once again probing between her legs.

Aunt Caiyun dared not delay any longer, and, overcome with passion, she bent down and opened her cherry-like mouth to take him in.

Afei immediately felt himself enter a warm and soft place, and groaned comfortably, "Good aunt! You're so good!"

Hearing Afei's groan, Aunt Caiyun seemed encouraged, and happily and proudly increased her strength and speed, sucking and licking.

Afei saw that Aunt Caiyun, mature, beautiful, and charming, was usually dignified, virtuous, elegant, delicate, and captivating, speaking softly and smiling sweetly, her beautiful eyes sparkling with charm. Now, however, she willingly sucked and licked him, and after several deep throat thrusts from her, Afei could no longer control himself and ejaculated violently.

"Good auntie, this is nutritious and good for your beauty, swallow it obediently!"

Afei said breathlessly.

Aunt Caiyun gave him a seductive glare, but obediently swallowed the scalding lava, and even carefully licked Afei clean.

"Auntie, I want to give you the greatest pleasure!"

Afei hugged Aunt Caiyun and said softly.

"You're so easily pleased!"

Aunt Caiyun trimmed his hair, tested the size of his face, and said coquettishly with a mixture of shyness and joy, "Fei'er, you must be careful and come back safely, Auntie is waiting for you!"

When Caiyun came out, everyone looked behind her, and although they were somewhat prepared, they couldn't help but be shocked.

"Suixiang, aren't you coming home with me? If you anger me, you'll get a whip or a beating! Haha!"

Afei roared fiercely.

Honoka was initially frightened by his appearance and voice, but then she reacted and glared at him playfully, "Don't be so fierce, I'm still a little scared!"

Seeing her shy expression, Afei knew the terrible shadow deep within her heart was even greater than Yi Nan's, and couldn't help but lovingly hug her, comforting her gently, "He can never hurt you again! Don't worry, I'm here! Let's go to the Mutou family together, relax a bit! Okay?"

Honoka nestled obediently and weakly in Afei's arms, nodding gently.

"Afei, you must be careful! You'll be free the day after tomorrow!"

Yamai Hiroshi said, "Honoka, you must tell Afei everything about the Mutou family, and help him cover for them! I wish you success!"

Mutou Hara, 38 years old, leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi.

Kanazawa Fumiko, 36 years old, Mutou Hara's wife.

Mutou Ran, 28 years old, Mutou Hara's adopted sister.

"What? The famous Mutou Ran is actually Mutou Hara Mutou Tsuyoshi's sister?"

Afei asked in surprise.

"You know her name too? Looks like you've watched quite a few of her films, haven't you?"

Honoka said coquettishly, "Mutou Ran is also called Asakawa Ran, but she later went to Japan and made a lot of those kinds of films. Actually, she's a gentle and kind South Korean girl!"

Honoka sighed.

04-30
→Chapter 065- Muto Villa←

“I heard that the reason she entered the AV industry was because she had a boyfriend of six years who wanted to enter the film industry but lacked funds, so she had to make AVs to earn money. Matsushima Kaede always felt that her boyfriend was talented and that he was an artist, so she decided to ‘step forward’ to help him and become the female lead in the AVs he directed.”

Afei said, “Actually, she only worked as an actress for a year, but she filmed more than 260 films in that year, which is amazing, almost one a day. Lanlan, who became famous in Asia, has become the number one AV star in Asia in the past three years. Although her figure is not particularly outstanding, her appearance is really charming, and her acting skills are excellent. So there is a saying in the sex industry: If you don’t watch Muto Lan’s films, you can’t call yourself a pervert!”

He thought to himself: Compared to “If you don’t know Chen Jinnan, you can’t call yourself a hero”, she is no less impressive!

"Yes! Because her boyfriend was the director in the film, he often watched her and other men doing those things. Reports about her directly asked her: 'When you were filming real-life AV movies, did your boyfriend feel uncomfortable seeing you doing those things with other men?' To this, she replied: 'He is a very professional director. He understands that when I'm an actress, I have to do my job according to the script.' She once said to the media: 'My boyfriend is a natural artist, especially in film, but to have funds, we decided to give up our ideals and enter the lucrative AV industry. I know he gave up his ideals for a better life for both of us, and I fully support his decision, comforting him that being a director is the same whether you're in the AV industry or the art world, and that we can invest in art films after saving enough money.' She supported her boyfriend back then, releasing over 260 films."

Honoka sighed, "But now her boyfriend is successful and has heartlessly abandoned her. She was so infatuated, and so foolish!"

"That's love, indescribable; that's love, so confusing! Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer women in the world who are truly devoted, and even fewer who are foolish! Everyone's more cunning than the next! Too much scheming only intensifies the worldly air, obscuring so much natural beauty!"

Afei sighed. "So, has she retired from the limelight now?"

"On the surface, she's Mutohara Muto Tsuyoshi's adopted sister, but in reality, she's Mutohara's mistress!"

Honoka said coquettishly. "Whether she's retired or not, you should ask her yourself!"

The Mutohara private villa was indeed luxurious and stylish, with an extraordinary air. Mutohara

wasn't as domineering and violent as Muto Tsuyoshi, nor did he have such a thick beard. Mutohara had a handsome yet cold face, a deep and shrewd mind, and an imposing presence. No wonder Honoka said that even Muto Tsuyoshi treated him, the gang leader, with a degree of respect! He treated Muto Tsuyoshi coldly, but glanced at the beautiful Honoka a few more times. Afei thought to himself: Could it be that he's interested in Honoka?

Kanazawa Fumiko, 36 years old, looked no more than 27 or 28 thanks to her excellent skincare. She had beautifully drawn eyebrows, a delicate nose, sensual red lips, and a charming face. Her skin was fair, smooth, and delicate, her figure slender and well-proportioned, with a slim waist, rounded hips, and large breasts. She possessed all the beauty a woman could have. She seemed to have just returned from accompanying Mutohara, still wearing a low-cut, backless evening gown, revealing a deep, snow-white cleavage and fair, delicate thighs. Her graceful figure and alluring sexiness captivated countless men.

There were two other men present, one being Higashino Shinzaburo, and the other an elderly man with white hair.

"Big brother and sister-in-law!"

Honoka greeted them, "Uncle Yanagi and Mr. Higashino are here too! Hello!"

Afei immediately understood: this was one of the two elders, Yanagi Eiji!

“From now on, Muto Tsuyoshi must treat Honoka well. If he’s rough with her again, I won’t allow it!”

Kanazawa Fumiko scolded. “They’re men discussing things, sister, let’s go upstairs!”

Watching the two women go upstairs, Afei laughed wildly, “Can Sun Wukong escape the Buddha’s palm? With me, Muto Tsuyoshi, he’ll be captured in no time! Haha!”

“Isn’t Yamai Hiroshi angry?”

Muto Hara asked.

"Not only was he not angry, but he also berated Honoka for being unchaste, saying things like 'a woman should follow her husband wherever he goes,' and that she should obey him in everything! Yamai Takeo was indignant, but I gave him a good scolding! Humph! Although he saved you, brother, it was me who saved that bastard back then! He's ungrateful and dares to lecture me? He almost fainted from my scolding; it seems that kid really has some lingering health problems from back then!"

Muto Tsuyoshi said. "By the way, brother. That old scoundrel Yamai asked me to bring you an ancient painting, saying it's a style you've long admired."

"Wu's brushstrokes flowing like the wind? Haha! Quick, let me see!"

Muto Haru excitedly snatched the scroll from Muto Tsuyoshi's hand, and Higashino Shinzaburo hurriedly came over to help unfurl it.

Afei, seeing Muto Haru's ecstatic appearance, asked strangely, "Brother, what's so great about this? Gods and ghosts, do you keep these pets? Haha!"

"Don't talk nonsense! What do you know?"

Mutohara reprimanded Muto Tsuyoshi with displeasure, then said to Yanagishita Eijin and Higashino Shinzaburo, "Wu Daozi was a painter of the High Tang Dynasty. The Song Dynasty scholar Su Dongpo said, 'Poetry reached its peak with Du Fu, prose with Han Yu, calligraphy with Yan Zhenqing, and painting with Wu Daozi; with these, the changes of ancient and modern times, and the affairs of the world, are complete.' He held Wu Daozi in the highest esteem! Later generations also revered Wu Daozi as the 'Sage of Painting for a Hundred Generations.' In the artisan guilds of all dynasties engaged in lacquer painting and sculpture, Wu Daozi was regarded as their patriarch.

Wu Daozi's brushstrokes were rounded and flowing, his robes fluttering, graceful as if dancing, forming..." Wu Daozi's unique style, described as "flowing like the wind," was popular at the time. He was adept at grasping the principles of capturing the spirit, paying attention to the overall composition of the image. Thus, his murals of women holding incense burners achieved a level of "glancing as if about to speak." They often created an effect of "flying robes, the whole wall moving," incredibly lifelike and vivid. His paintings, along with Zhang Xu's cursive script and Gongsun Da Niang's swordsmanship, were hailed as the "Three Perfections" of their time, and their influence extended as far as South Korea.

This is the most famous painting in our country to this day, attributed to him, "The Heavenly King Sending a Child."

"The leader is learned and knowledgeable, proficient in the elegant arts of calligraphy and painting, truly a master of both literature and martial arts! We are ashamed of our inferiority!"

Liu Xia Rongren flattered.

"Congratulations, leader, on acquiring this precious painting! It seems Yamai still holds the leader in high esteem!"

Dongye Jinsaburo said, secretly cursing Liu Xia's flattery skills as being effortless and masterful.

“It’s not just me who likes it! My wife is in the Holy Maiden Cult, and I’ve heard that this ‘Sending Off the Child King’ painting has an extraordinary background, containing some religious secrets!”

Mutohara said.

“My sister-in-law has joined the Holy Maiden Cult too? The Holy Maiden Cult’s influence is growing! Its power has spread throughout the four islands, and more and more people are obsessed with its faith and flocking to it!”

Higashino Shinzaburo sighed.

“What great things can women accomplish? They’re nothing more than a comfort and solace for their weak bodies and minds! Even if they join the Holy Maiden Cult, aren’t they still writhing and moaning under our bodies, just like before? Haha!”

Mutohara laughed loudly.

“Haha! Brother is quite the romantic! The thought that they are Holy Maidens only adds to the excitement and pleasure! Haha!”

Afei laughed wildly.

"You! A leopard can't change its spots! You're ready to jump off the bridge after just three sentences!"

Mutohara laughed and scolded. "Let's discuss the defenses for the day after tomorrow!"

"My brother and I will protect that guy, Lantern Ash, while Uncle Liuxia and Brother Dongye will guard the surrounding area. Wouldn't that be foolproof?"

Afei said preemptively.

"However, I think it would be more appropriate for Yamai to participate in the defense! After all, many of the brothers in the gang were trained by him, and he has always been in charge of all defense matters, big and small! If he is absent without reason this time, it would be unreasonable and could cause many unexpected changes, chilling the hearts of the brothers!"

Dongye pondered and said, "Moreover, this unwarranted neglect will only make him suspicious and cause him to harbor rebellious thoughts, making him even more difficult to control! As for that Long Jianfei, he is very skilled and we must be wary of him!"

"Yamai is treacherous and ruthless, but he has always been patient and reserved. The gang leader should know the principle of giving before taking. Qin Shi Huang killed Lü Buwei by first bestowing official titles and ranks upon him!"

Liu Xia said, "What is a Chinese youth worth? The gang leader is wise and powerful; he must have a plan in mind, right?"

"Haha! No matter how cunning Yamai is, he can't escape my grasp! The defenses for the day after tomorrow will still be Yamai's responsibility! Is Long Jianfei really that powerful? A mere brat, still wet behind the ears! Even if he has three heads and six arms, can he really turn the world upside down in our territory? Hehe! Do you know who I specifically invited to lend me a hand?"

Mutohara laughed loudly.

"Which expert did the leader invite?"

Liu Xia and Dongye asked in unison.

"Since you're here, why not show yourself?"

Mutohara said loudly.

In a flash, Afei saw a masked man in black standing beside Mutohara. This man moved with incredible speed, like a ghost, carrying a Japanese sword. Standing there, he exuded a chilling and intimidating aura. Liu Xia and Dongye were greatly surprised, and Afei was also astonished. Could there really be such a master in the world? Truly unfathomable!

"This is the renowned Lin Yuan!"

Mutohara said respectfully.

"Ah! You are Lin Yuan? The Lin Yuan who once slaughtered three demons with a single strike, and whose name resounded throughout the four islands and nine provinces?"

Liu Xia and Dongye were even more shocked upon hearing this.

The man in black remained silent, but his eyes flashed with a sharp light. He glanced at A Fei casually, his gaze sharp enough to kill, and in an instant, he had vanished without a trace.

"He truly comes and goes without a trace, like a dragon whose head is seen but not its tail!"

Liu Xia exclaimed in admiration. "With such a master's assistance, our leader will surely be able to roam the world and achieve great things!"

"Haha!"

Mutōhara laughed heartily. "Uncle Liu Xia, Brother Tōno, let's go to the Yasukuni Shrine now for a site inspection! Better safe than sorry!"

"As the saying goes, 'It is impolite not to reciprocate!' Tomorrow, you can deliver a generous gift to Uncle Yamai on my behalf to express your gratitude!"

He then said to Mutō Tsuyoshi, "Brother, you don't need to go! Spend some time with Honoka! Absence makes

the heart grow fonder!" "Haha! Big brother really understands me! Haha!"

Afei deliberately grinned mischievously.

"I won't be back tonight, I'm going to Lanlan's!"

Mutohara said in a low voice, his face full of lewdness. "Honoka has become more and more beautiful and charming with your training. Don't forget what you promised your older brother!"

Afei was startled, wondering what Mutohara had promised Mutohara, so he could only casually reply, "What do you mean, older brother?"

"The more I look at Honoka, the more attractive she becomes. You've also been lusting after your sister-in-law for a long time. It's a mutual agreement, no deception. After the mission is over the day after tomorrow, we brothers will play a wife-swapping game! Haha!"

Mutohara laughed and left with Liuxia Dongye.

Afei cursed inwardly that these perverts were really weirdos!

→Chapter 066- Stealing Fragrance and Jade←

Back in the bedroom, Honoka was waiting for him with infinite shyness. Afei hugged her tightly.

"Good brother, can you take off your mask? I'm not used to it!"

Honoka struggled and said.

“Good sister, a heart ailment needs a heart remedy! You should completely untangle this knot and get rid of this problem!”

A-Fei hugged her and said tenderly, “Honoka, you agree, right?”

Honoka pondered, looking at A-Fei, who, despite his devilish appearance, possessed incredibly gentle eyes. Honoka gazed at him affectionately and whispered, “Fei, let me serve you, okay?”

She gently helped A-Fei lie down on the bed, and then, like a wife, she undressed him. She kissed him tenderly, her sweet, fragrant tongue licking his penis, moving downwards, caressing and kissing his broad, strong chest and firm, six-pack abs. Finally, Honoka grasped A-Fei’s manhood, looked at him with spring-like eyes, and said coquettishly, “You wicked little devil, I’ll bite you off!”

She lowered her head, opened her cherry-like mouth, and took it in.

"Good sister! Good Suiqianxiang!"

Afei immediately felt himself entering a warm and soft place and groaned comfortably.

"Fei, you can't torture people like he does!"

Sui Xiang felt his erection reaching its peak, his fighting spirit swaggering around, and she said with a hint of fear and shyness.

"I don't like using whips or sticks!"

Fei, his lust rising, rolled over and pinned Sui Xiang beneath him, whispering, "Good sister, I conquer women entirely with my own whip and stick! Good sister, I'm in!"

Fei thrust forward relentlessly, unstoppable.

Although she tried various positions and tricks to please Fei, Sui Xiang repeatedly paid the price of climax, unable to satisfy Fei's unparalleled strength.

"Fei! You're too strong! I can't take it anymore! Please, have mercy on me!"

Sui Xiang could no longer withstand his fierce attacks and had no choice but to kneel down and surrender, begging for mercy.

"Then what should I do? My little Sui Xiang?"

Fei saw that she was no longer able to hold on, so he had no choice but to let her go, lying down beside her, reaping what he sowed.

"I know you're feeling really uncomfortable with your arrogance! But you're too amazing! I really can't take it anymore!"

Honoka caressed him tenderly, her eyes filled with seductive allure. "Otherwise, why don't you go and steal some lover's body?"

"What do you mean?"

Afei chuckled mischievously. "You mean you want me to go back and find Feng Ai to solve the problem?"

"You only have Feng Ai in your heart!"

Honoka said coquettishly. "The lover's body I'm talking about is right here, even though it's far away!" Her

beautiful eyes glanced outside.

"You mean?"

Afei suddenly realized.

"Ever since Mutohara started keeping Muto Ran, Kanazawa Fumiko has been neglected for a long time. At her age, she couldn't bear the emptiness and loneliness, so she joined the Saintess Cult to slightly relieve her lonely and empty mind and body."

Honoka said seductively. "She just thought Mutohara might be staying home tonight! You little rascal, didn't you just switch her with him?"

"Then you can't be jealous!"

Afei chuckled mischievously, kissed her cheek, and got out of bed.

The bedroom door to Jinze Wenzi was indeed only ajar. Overjoyed, Afei gently pushed it open and entered. The bedroom was pitch black, but by the dim moonlight, he could vaguely see Jinze Wenzi lying on the bed, her body sprawled out, exuding a rich fragrance. Afei tiptoed onto the bed, inhaling her sweet scent even more clearly. The tension of their tryst fueled his lust, and his hands gently caressed and kneaded her full, round breasts. She was only wearing a thin nightgown, making the sensation even more pleasurable.

"Mmm...ah! You have her every night, why come back and torment me? Ah!"

Jinze Wenzi had been feigning sleep, her ears perked up, awaiting her husband's arrival. Now, she spoke like a newlywed wife, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, filled with shyness and nervousness.

Afei, however, was terrified, his heart pounding. He could only manage a weak groan, hesitating as he tried to escape. Kanazawa Fumiko had already wrapped herself around him like an octopus.

She was only wearing a thin nightgown, and the intimate physical contact, her firm, full breasts and rounded thighs, intensely stimulated Afei's senses.

"How could you bear to leave that vixen today? Aren't you afraid she'll be angry?"

Kanazawa Fumiko said coquettishly.

Afei dared not answer, nor kiss her, afraid she would notice something amiss through his stubble. He could only wildly caress and knead her full, rounded breasts, his other hand stroking the inside of her round, soft thighs.

"She's a famous actress, doesn't she serve you well? Ah! Your hands are so naughty!"

Kanazawa Fumiko, having been deprived for so long, couldn't resist Afei's skillful caresses and kneads; she was already panting and moaning softly.

Afei, who had been erect just moments before, was now like adding fuel to the fire, pressing down on Kanazawa Fumiko's body and thrusting into her.

"Ah—how come you're even bigger than when you took the medicine?"

Jinze Wenzi groaned, panting heavily. "You're not Ayuan! Who are you?"

Hearing that Afei didn't dare to answer, she struggled frantically, "Who are you? No!"

Afei, however, ignored her and thrust forward relentlessly, pumping violently. Jinze Wenzi's two snow-white, rounded thighs were pinned down, unable to move, while her fair arms scratched and clawed wildly.

Finally, she turned on the bedside lamp.

"Mutou Gang! It's you! Let me go! If your older brother finds out, he'll skin you alive! Let me go!"

Jinze Wenzi cried out, pounding her fists on Mutou Gang's chest.

"Sister-in-law, my brother's gone to Lanlan's for some fun again! How could I bear to let you stay here, wasting your youth in loneliness? Good sister-in-law, I came here especially to give you pleasure!"

Afei pressed down on Jinze Wenzi's body, continuing his fierce assault.

"Uncle, please let me go! Ah! No! Please! Uncle! Ah!"

Kanazawa Fumiko felt his hardness and heat without any barrier. At this moment, Kanazawa Fumiko didn't know what to do; her whole body felt uncomfortable, and waves of fiery heat spread from the depths of her heart. Kanazawa Fumiko felt lightheaded and powerless, her private parts contracting and spasming in waves. As Muto Takeshi's tongue continued to lick and rub her neck, his fine stubble occasionally prickling her soft skin, Kanazawa Fumiko suddenly tensed her limbs, her delicate breathing becoming more frequent and labored. Then, her slender neck, using her head as a support, drew a beautiful outward arc, her snow-white chest and full breasts completely exposed beneath Afei's lips, a large expanse of white and jade-like skin left for him to caress. But before Afei's lips and tongue could fully occupy the area, Jinze Wenzi's delicate body trembled violently, and a soft cry escaped from the depths of her heart, turning into a low moan.

"Sister-in-law, I've liked you for so long! Seeing you so young, beautiful, and sexy, and being neglected by my brother like this, I feel terrible! The moment I see your figure, I can't help but want to have sex with you! Good sister-in-law, am I better than my brother? Even with medication, he can't match my size, right? Does it feel good, sister-in-law?"

Afei, seeing her alluring appearance, couldn't resist bombarding her with questions!

The bombardment left Kanazawa Fumiko panting heavily, her eyes blazing with desire. Her alabaster skin flushed and radiant, her two snow-white breasts trembling and rising and falling with her uncontrollable breaths. Full, firm, and high, they displayed an unparalleled mature and voluptuous charm and allure. The two rose-red nipples, like two large, round grapes, were surrounded by pink areolas, adding to their allure. Kanazawa Fumiko's long, slender legs involuntarily wrapped around his waist and hips, responding to his thrusts and movements, allowing the waves of desire within her to splash out, making her even more tempting.

Kanazawa Fumiko hadn't expected to reach orgasm so quickly under Muto Tsuyoshi's lewd and humiliating advances. She couldn't even imagine whether the gushing hot fluid, after the contractions of her lower body, would not only soak the sheets but also stimulate Muto Tsuyoshi's large member. Because even as the woman was slowly calming down from her peak of excitement, her body remained extremely sensitive, and she could clearly feel the several throbbing sensations coming from that big thing inside her.

Kanazawa Fumiko's exquisitely beautiful cheeks were still flushed, yet tears involuntarily streamed down her face. A wave of shame and humiliation washed over her, along with a brief emptiness as she plummeted from her peak. Her body was numb and weak, her form undulating, unable to control herself. She pressed her body tightly against his strong frame, her full, white legs almost passionately hooking around his waist, her hands tightly embracing his broad back and waist. Her mature body involuntarily yielded to his advances. Ah! "Ah!"

Kanazawa Fumiko let out a long, drawn-out moan as Afei passionately kissed her cherry-like lips, their tongues entwined, sucking and slugging, saliva flowing freely.

Kanazawa Fumiko embraced Muto Tsuyoshi passionately, glancing at the photos of herself and Muto Hara on the wall, and thought to herself, "Husband, you wronged me first, and now I'm wronging you too!" She was already panting heavily, moaning repeatedly, her sweet little tongue sticking out for him to suckle, surrendering herself to his pleasure, arching her back to meet his thrusts. This was a passion and indulgence that Kanazawa Fumiko had never experienced before. She wildly enjoyed Muto Takeshi's hardness, his size, his endurance, and his penetration. The gentle, virtuous, beautiful, and delicate wife had now completely transformed into a seductive and alluring harlot with her beautiful eyes full of spring! Looking at the usually dignified Kanazawa Fumiko beneath him, now in a state of ecstasy, Kanazawa Fumiko felt her soul drift away, her jade cheeks flushed. She instinctively felt that he was burning her with unparalleled pleasure. With each thrust, her juices made a series of gurgling, lewd sounds, which only added fuel to the fire in her ears. She wished that this blissful moment would never end.

"Please, don't ejaculate inside!"

After repeatedly bringing Jinze Wenzi to the peak of desire, Afei finally erupted like a volcano, pulling out and thrusting into her cherry-like mouth, ejaculating scalding lava that flowed down Jinze Wenzi's lips and breasts.

"Sister-in-law, compared to the women in the Holy Maiden Cult, which is more comfortable and enjoyable?"

Afei hugged Jinze Wenzi and spoke softly and tenderly.

"You're so naughty! No wonder Suixiang can't stand you! You're simply inhuman!"

Jinze Wenzi said coquettishly with seductive eyes, "We in the Holy Maiden Cult are just sharing the same pain and comforting each other! That's just scratching the surface, nowhere near as fierce and powerful as you!" "

Sister-in-law, today Yamai sent over a painting called 'The Heavenly King Sending a Child.' Do you know what secrets it holds?"

Afei asked.

“I once saw a copy of the painting at the residence of Ryoko Mitake. The ‘Heavenly King Sending a Child’ painting, also known as the ‘Birth of Shakyamuni’ painting, depicts the story of how, after the Buddha Shakyamuni was born as Prince Siddhartha, his father King Suddhodana and Queen Maya carried him to the temple of Shiva, where the gods paid homage to him,”

Kanazawa Fumiko explained. “This work depicts a foreign story, but the people, ghosts, gods, and beasts in the painting are completely Sinicized and Taoistized, reflecting the increasing integration of Buddhism with Chinese culture during the Tang Dynasty.” This is due to the overwhelming momentum. The painting is rich in imagery, centered on the birth of Buddha, vividly depicting the scenes of all realms of existence. The artistry is superb, the imagination extraordinary, and it is truly breathtaking.

In the painting, the Heavenly King sits with his knees pressed together, glaring angrily at the approaching divine beast. One guard desperately holds the beast's reins, while another draws his sword, together subduing it. Behind the Heavenly King, a maidservant grinds ink, and a female official holds a tablet and brush, recording this momentous event. This is one part of the painting.

King Suddhodana carries the Holy Infant, walking steadily forward. The Queen follows with hands clasped in respect. The attendant's fan is on his shoulder behind him; this is another part of the content.

Master Mitake Ryoko once heard the cult leader say that, judging from these two parts, the intense and the peaceful, the bizarre and the normal, the heavenly and the earthly, the noble and the lowly, the sparse and the dense, the dynamic and the static, the joy and the anger, the love and the hate, all form a contrasting yet harmonious whole.

The other part, with the celestial maiden holding the incense burner, the ghosts playing with snakes, and the divine beasts bowing in worship, shows the story's development in layers, effectively revealing the inner states of the main characters through the contrast of external objects. As for what magical secrets it contains, the master said even the cult leader couldn't fathom it, and he longed for the original painting! Unexpectedly, this priceless treasure has now fallen into our Muto family's hands!

Afei also noticed that the figures' expressions and movements, the ghosts, the dragons, the lions and elephants in the painting were all depicted with great spirit, and the slightly exaggerated shapes further revealed the artist's artistic pursuit and taste of "profound meaning within the rules, and subtle principles beyond unrestrained expression." Unexpectedly, it truly contained "profound meaning" and "subtle principles." Could this "Heavenly King Sending a Child" painting have some metaphorical connection to religion, royalty, coups, or deities? Embracing soft, fragrant flesh in one's arms—this was the ultimate in blissful tranquility!

The next day, Afei and Honoka returned to the Yamai family home with generous gifts from Mutohara, only to see four or five core members of the Yamaguchi-gumi hastily departing.

→Chapter 067- Springtime (Part 1)←

Four or five core members of the Yamaguchi-gumi hastily departed. Yamai Hiroshi felt somewhat relieved after hearing Afei's account of the previous night's events.

"It seems they've been plotting against me for a long time. As the saying goes, 'The tallest tree in the forest is the first to be felled by the wind; the highest mound on the bank is the first to be swept away by the current; the one who excels above others is the first to be slandered.' It's because I've had so many disciples, so many benevolent influences, and so much power over the past few decades, that I've been in charge of all kinds of defenses. Every breath I take shakes the gang. Although I've tried to keep a low profile, it still makes some people restless and resentful! They see me as a thorn in their side, a thorn in their flesh, and they want to get rid of me as soon as possible! Liu Xia has been suppressed by me for decades, so naturally he hates me to the bone; Dong Ye was actually promoted by me, but he repaid kindness with enmity; and the main one is Mutohara, who harbors resentment towards me. How can he tolerate someone else sleeping soundly next to him? As the leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi, how could he tolerate my achievements overshadowing

his own! Alas!" Yamai Hiroshi sighed. "Back then, when Mutohara took over as leader at a young age, everyone was dissatisfied. It was I who was loyal and assisted him! Yi Nan even risked his life to save him." Unexpectedly, once his wings were fully grown, he wanted to fly away. As the saying goes, "When the cunning rabbit dies, the hunting dog is cooked; when the birds are all gone, the good bow is put away; when the enemy state is destroyed, the strategist dies." Even great figures like Wen Zhong and Han Xin couldn't escape the fate of being discarded after their usefulness was over. Mutōhara has long been sharpening his sword, ready to strike, but he's patiently waiting until now because of my power. I'm afraid that once the defense is over tomorrow, he'll make his move, and our Yamai family will be finished! Heh heh! He thinks I'm Han Xin, or Ao Bai. Hmph! I'm not one to sit idly by and wait for death! You Chinese have a saying: "The throne rotates, tomorrow it's my turn!" Haha! Why can't I, Yamai, lead the heroes and dominate the world? Afei, tomorrow will be a brand new page in the history of the Yamaguchi-gumi, and also a brand new page in the history of the Yamai family! You are my right-hand man, my trusted advisor, my capable assistant, and a founding father!

Afei thought to himself: Don't get carried away when you're successful, especially since you haven't even achieved that yet! Before anything truly succeeds, all beautiful wishes are just empty dreams! Even after you succeed, won't you just discard them after you've used them all? Heh heh! Do you think I'm some immature child? These little devils always think they're the smartest in the world, and everyone else is a fool! That's typical arrogance and conceit! Arrogance is stinky, and all little devil men are stinking!

Afei coldly observed Yamai Hiroshi's smug expression, then leisurely recounted the matter of Mr. Lin Yuan. Not only Yamai Hiroshi, but also Aunt Caiyun's face turned deathly pale. The two looked at each other, speechless for a long time.

"What's wrong? Sister Ke, is that Mr. Lin Yuan really that scary?"

Aunt Suyun asked, puzzled.

"His reputation for slaying three demons with a single strike is legendary, but what truly made him famous throughout the four islands and nine provinces was the brutal torturing of those three demons, slowly slicing them to pieces. That one battle made him famous throughout the land, shaking both the righteous and the wicked, striking fear into the hearts of villains and demons alike! Even children dared not cry upon hearing Lin Yuan's name! Tell me, isn't he amazing?"

Aunt Caiyun said. "He's a top-tier ninja, having lived in seclusion for many years. Why has he decided to return to the martial world? Mutohara is truly remarkable! To be able to mobilize such a heavyweight ninja! We really need to reconsider this Mr. Lin Yuan!"

Yamai Hiroshi, who had been so confident and assertive just moments before, was now silent, his brow furrowed, lost in thought.

"Is Mutohara's fate not yet sealed? Or is it that I, Yamai Hiroshi, am destined for doom? If we miss tomorrow, we'll become fish on the chopping block, at their mercy! Everything was in place, victory seemed assured!"

Yamai Hiroshi sighed dejectedly, muttering, "How did Mr. Lin Yuan suddenly appear? What should we do?"

At this moment, Afei secretly chuckled at Yamai Hiroshi: when triumphant, he could be arrogant and domineering, but when faced with adversity, he would immediately panic and lose his composure—a striking resemblance to the dual nature of the Chinese national character! Bold on the outside, weak on the inside! Knowing he couldn't let Yamai Hiroshi lose his composure, he laughed loudly and said, "Is this man made of steel? Is he a man with three heads and six arms? Aunt, don't boost others' morale and diminish our own! I want to meet this top-notch ninja! Uncle, are you afraid of the enemy in battle and willing to bow down and admit defeat? Then we'll be the fish on the chopping block. Uncle, can you bear to destroy the Yamai family in your hands?"

Although Afei spoke casually, his words struck Yamai Hiroshi's chest like a resounding bell, echoed in his ears like a Buddhist lion's roar, and brought him to a sudden realization.

"Ah Fei is absolutely right! Yamai Hiroshi has learned a great lesson! He almost ruined the Yamai family's honor because of his own cowardice! Fortunately, Ah Fei gave him a timely wake-up call. To retreat in fear before even engaging in battle is truly the act of a coward! It's a disgrace to his life!"

Yamai Hiroshi bowed respectfully and said, "As the saying goes, three cobblers can equal one Zhuge Liang. I urge everyone to pool their wisdom and speak freely, to offer me advice and guidance!"

"Originally, with Ah Fei's Tai Chi skills, he could at least hold his own against Lin Yuan. But!"

Aunt Caiyun said.

"But Ah Fei's skills are still shallow! I'm afraid he can't withstand the attacks of a top-tier ninja. We fought against ninjas in the past, and I know how powerful these bastards are!"

Su Yun cursed worriedly, remembering her husband's tragic death.

"Aunt, don't worry, I will not only find out the real culprit who killed my father and uncle, but also the one who used the aromatic drug to avenge my uncle!"

Afei gently put his arm around Aunt Suyun's slender waist to comfort her. He knew that Aunt Suyun was agitated when she thought about her husband's tragic death. After all, he had died from exhaustion beneath her, and she couldn't help but feel guilty, ashamed, and deeply remorseful.

Aunt Caiyun felt a pang of jealousy when she saw Afei's tender manner towards Aunt Suyun.

"Do you think the Holy Maiden Church and the ninjas would oppose each other?"

Afei asked.

"The Holy Maiden Cult is nothing more than a place for resentful women to amuse themselves, soothe their loneliness, and pass the

time," Yamai Hiroshi said, glancing subconsciously at his wife as he mentioned resentful women. "I doubt we can expect the Holy Maiden Cult to oppose the Ninja Association, can we?"

"Actually, the Ninja Association is just a name; the connections between ninjas are very loose,"

Aunt Caiyun said quietly. "The saying goes that scholars despise each other, but in reality, ninjas don't respect one another! They act alone, doing as they please! If one ninja is attacked, the others will stand by and watch coldly, absolutely no one will lend a hand! That's a fatal weakness!"

"Yes! That means we're only facing Lin Yuan! But!"

Yamai Hiroshi couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive when he mentioned Lin Yuan. "Afei, do you have any brilliant plans?"

Aunt Caiyun and Aunt Suyun looked at Afei expectantly.

"No!"

Afei said, spreading his hands.

"No?"

The three were surprised. Seeing his calm and composed demeanor, they thought he already had a plan in mind and was confident!

“Indeed, there’s no magic plan!”

A-Fei laughed. “There’s always a way out! Since the die is cast, we have to act; when the time comes, we can only adapt to the situation! As the saying goes, ‘When soldiers come,

generals will block them; when water comes, earth will dam it!’ Lin Yuan is just one person, a stick and two balls, what’s there to be afraid of!” Aunt Caiyun and Aunt Suyun, seeing A-Fei’s unrestrained manner and hearing his rude words, blushed and spat, “You little rascal, heartless and foul-mouthed!”

“Fei’er, Aunt has something to say to you!”

Aunt Suyun stood up and said.

A-Fei took his leave and followed Aunt Suyun to her bedroom. She had a face like the autumn moon, a voluptuous figure, and wore a white shirt and black trousers, which made her snow-white skin appear even more flawless, hugging her long, shapely legs and curvaceous figure, making her voluptuous and sexy. Her hair was styled in a bun, her eyebrows were like willow leaves, her eyes were like phoenix eyes, and her face, though rosy, held a gentle, commanding presence. She possessed a mature and captivating beauty, yet also a spirited and heroic air.

"Fei'er, these past few days, your aunt has been on tenterhooks. Aren't you afraid at all?"

Aunt Suyun said, her eyes filled with worry.

"Auntie is worried about me, isn't she?"

Afei said gently.

"Auntie feels we're getting deeper and deeper into this mess. What is Yamai Hiroshi planning? What is Mutohara's strength? He's involved with the Yamaguchi-gumi, the Holy Maiden Cult, and the Ninja Association, and there's that top-tier ninja, Lin Yuan. Do you know how many nightmares I have every night, Fei'er!"

Aunt Suyun hugged Afei tightly, speaking softly and helplessly.

"Man proposes, God disposes. I'm a lucky charm, Auntie, don't worry, we'll be fine!"

Afei hugged Aunt Suyun's soft waist to comfort her. "Don't be intimidated by their chaotic aura, we'll definitely complete our mission, avenge ourselves, and return safely! And Lina is waiting for us! I'll marry Lina as soon as I get back, okay, Auntie?"

"You're having a good time here, and you still think about Lina? You little rascal!"

Aunt Suyun's mood eased slightly, and thinking of her daughter, she couldn't help but scold Afei.

“Auntie knows! The more pressure I'm under, the more I need to vent to relieve it! The intricate power struggles between Yamai, Muto, and the Saintess Cult have put me under a lot of pressure! Only when I'm nestled in Auntie's warm, soft embrace can I find temporary relaxation and comfort.”

Afei silently embraced his aunt Suyun's slender, soft waist, his face gently rubbing against her high, firm breasts. “How full and elastic those breasts are! The mature, sweet fragrance of this beautiful woman!” he said coquettishly. “This is the first time I've seen my aunt, who is always fearless and heroic, so worried and delicate!”

"The dead are all dead. Your aunt would rather not avenge them than let you go home safely. Your mother, aunt, and Lina are all waiting for you! You little rascal!"

Aunt Suyun felt Afei's lips moving against her full breasts. Even through her clothes, she could feel his hot breath, and her breasts began to swell and tingle involuntarily. She noticed his lewd hands were now boldly caressing and kneading her plump, round buttocks. Her breathing became heavy, and her whole body went limp. Oh my god, this little rascal had stirred her heart again. Perhaps it was her lust, but she gasped softly, "Didn't Aunt look very weak just now?"

"Shy and weak, I love Aunt's womanly charm! The way she clings to you like a little bird!"

Afei's lewd hands kneaded and played with Aunt Suyun's full, round buttocks. The mounds of this mature beauty were so full and soft!

"You little rascal! You even dare to take advantage of your aunt? Let go! You little rascal!"

Aunt Suyun's long-dormant heart began to stir again as he teased her. Long-lost desires resurfaced from the depths of her heart, and she felt an increasingly inexplicable dependence on this little rascal.

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"Did you tell Aunt Caiyun all my secrets, Aunt? You even told Aunt Caiyun about my private parts? Do you think I should punish you?"

Afei said, acting spoiled and unreasonable.

"I was just chatting and joking with your Aunt Caiyun, okay? Aunt was wrong, okay?"

Aunt Suyun gasped under his clutches, whispering shyly, "Fei'er, how do you want to punish me?"

It was the first time Afei had seen his aunt so alluring, gentle, and shyly charming. He couldn't resist pressing his lips to Aunt Suyun's cherry-like mouth, feeling her fragrant breath. He deliberately teased, "I want to spank Aunt's bottom, okay?"

"You little rascal, you only know how to bully your aunt!"

Suyun scolded shyly.

"Slap! Slap!" Afei actually slapped Aunt Suyun's plump, round buttocks twice.

"Mmm!"

Aunt Suyun seemed to enjoy the pleasure of being tortured, even moaning twice. She looked at Afei with spring-like eyes, her cherry-like mouth slightly open, panting as she pressed her lips close to Afei's.

"Aunt, is it comfortable?"

Afei slapped Aunt Suyun's beautiful buttocks repeatedly.

"Fei'er, Fei'er! Mmm, ahh!"

Aunt Suyun felt waves of pleasure spreading from her buttocks to the depths of her body. She pressed her delicate body against Afei's, her soft belly rubbing against his erect penis. Between her legs, her vulva was already overflowing with desire. She couldn't help but moan, sticking out her fragrant tongue to lick her wet cherry lips. Her cherry lips searched for Afei's lips, actively seeking a kiss. But Afei intentionally or unintentionally prevented her from getting her way. Their lips were almost touching, which only increased the stimulation and passionate desire.

The forbidden atmosphere surrounded Afei and Aunt Suyun more and more intensely, and both of them gradually lost control.

"Afei, someone is looking for you outside!"

Aunt Caiyun's voice came, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere in the bedroom.

"You little rascal, get out of here!"

Aunt Suyun snapped out of her daze, but a hint of disappointment lingered in her eyes.

Afei suddenly lowered his head and kissed Aunt Suyun's cherry-like lips.

Aunt Suyun, who had been longing for this moment, stared wide-eyed in astonishment as it suddenly came to pass. Almost without resistance, Aunt Suyun parted her teeth slightly, and her soft, delicate tongue offered only a brief resistance to the foreign object invading her mouth before passionately entwining with it, allowing it to invade her moist oral cavity.

Even with her husband alive, Aunt Suyun had almost never been so intimate with her dull-witted husband in this regard. Now, she felt that this oral intercourse was utterly obscene, yet she couldn't resist the seduction of Afei's skillful kisses, letting that intruding tongue lick her sweet little tongue and warm oral cavity at will, even being forced deep into her throat several times by that snake-like tongue. The strange feeling of being forcibly violated caused the usually dashing and mature beauty to let out soft moans, her entire body going limp in Ah Fei's arms, convulsing uncontrollably.

Gradually, Aunt Su Yun gently and submissively offered her red lips, completely losing her last bit of restraint and resistance. Ah Fei's technique was exceptionally high; she felt as if it was only a kiss before his tongue swiftly slipped in, hooking out her little tongue and leading it in a sweet dance between her lips. The juices in their mouths flowed incessantly, and the wonderful taste made Aunt Su Yun, who had been craving it for so long, unable to resist. She was instantly intoxicated, moaning softly. Lost in the deep kiss, Aunt Suyun completely forgot herself, letting Afei's fiery tongue dance freely in her mouth. Her own tongue responded beautifully, and although she kept drawing in her juices, for some reason, her throat became increasingly parched. Aunt Suyun was panting heavily, her eyes burning with desire, her alabaster skin flushed and moist. Suddenly, she clearly felt Afei taking advantage of the passionate kiss to slip his lecherous hand inside her black trousers, caressing and kneading her smooth, flat abdomen, and then darting further between her thighs encased in her underwear.

"Fei'er! Ah! You're so naughty!"

Aunt Suyun gasped and moaned.

"Good aunt, wait for me to come back! I'm going to punish you properly!"

Afei's lecherous hand squeezed the almost limp breasts of Aunt Suyun, then turned and left, leaving Aunt Suyun standing there, blushing and happy, lost in a daze.

"Who's looking for me?"

Afei asked.

"You must be Young Master Long? My master has been waiting in the car for quite some time!"

A pretty young maidservant bowed respectfully.

"In the car?"

Afei glanced at Yamai Hiroshi and Aunt Caiyun.

"Fei'er, be careful in everything!"

Aunt Caiyun cautioned.

"It's alright, what could possibly happen in our Yamai Villa?"

Yamai Hiroshi replied.

Afei followed the maidservant to the Lincoln RV, while Yamai Hiroshi and Aunt Caiyun watched warily from a distance.

The car window rolled down, revealing Miyazawa Mie's beautiful face. She said softly, "Mie wants to ask my brother out for a bit. Are you being so wary of her?"

"Haha! A beautiful woman's invitation is more than I could ask!"

Afei laughed and waved goodbye to Aunt Caiyun.

After getting into the car, Miyazawa Mie embraced him.

The two kissed passionately, their lips and tongues intertwined, lingering tenderly.

"Sister, where are we going?"

Afei asked, still holding Miyazawa Mie.

"Sister is taking you to see someone!"

Miyazawa Mie said seductively.

"Who is it?"

Afei asked with a smile.

"Someone you've been longing for!"

Miyazawa Mie said coquettishly.

"Could it be...?"

Afei suddenly felt all his strength drain away again, staring wide-eyed at Miyazawa Mie, "You...you...you!"

"My saliva is sweet, isn't it?"

Miyazawa Mie's smile gradually disappeared from Afei's eyes, and Afei fainted.

He didn't know how much time had passed before he slowly woke up. He vaguely heard a familiar voice softly calling in his ear: "Zijian! Zijian! Afei! Afei!"

Afei suddenly opened his eyes and saw Jin Huimin's familiar oval face with its soft, delicate lines, paired with her bright red, tender cherry lips, her beautiful, delicate nose, and her pretty, upturned chin, making her appear gentle and charming. Under the soft glow of the pearl, she looked like a fairy descended from heaven, her stunning beauty captivating, truly enough to shame the flowers and eclipse the moon, and make fish sink and geese fall from the sky. She sat on the edge of the bed, and he was lying in her arms. Afei tried to get up, but found himself completely naked and still utterly powerless.

Ignoring any danger, he nestled in Jin Huimin's arms, surveying the opulent room. Afei asked, "Where am I?"

"Are you asking me?"

Jin Huimin replied.

"Yes! But I don't know whether I should call you Auntie or Sister Xiaotian Minyako,"

Afei teased with a mischievous grin.

"Same here, I don't know whether I should call you Zijian or Afei either. Why laugh at someone who's only slightly better?"

Jin Huimin retorted playfully.

"Sister, you've committed murder and theft, doing all sorts of evil, yet you show no remorse, only even more beauty and radiance! You have quite the attitude!"

Afei retorted sarcastically.

"Sister only stole, she didn't kill anyone! What would it take for you to believe me?"

Jin Huimin kissed Afei's cheek affectionately.

"Confess and you'll be treated leniently; resist and you'll be punished severely!"

Afei commanded sternly.

"My real name is Oda Minako, you've found that out too! Actually, there are connections and exchanges between gangsters! You should understand that!"

Jin Huimin said.

Afei sighed silently. Aunt Caiyun's relationship with Yamai Hiroshi, Honoka's with Muto Tsuyoshi, Kaede's with Yamai Takeo, and Jin Huimin's with the Xuanwu Gang—these were probably all marriages for mutual benefit. Women! Always sacrifices to political and economic interests!

"I've been married into the Zhang family of the Xuanwu Gang for twenty-four years. Even after my husband passed away, I didn't return. This year, I received a mission to steal the 'Dong Shilang Diary.' Due to its importance, I was ordered to leave the Zhang family and

return home after completing it," Jin Huimin said quietly. "However, I really didn't kill anyone! I received a message earlier that night that they were responsible for stealing various treasures at the family gathering to divert the police's attention. The theft of the 'Dong Shilang Diary' was carried out by me alone. Later, I learned that they killed four people, and they couldn't escape."

"Who were they?"

Afei asked.

"The Ninja Society! They cooperated in this diary theft. As for the murders, it's probably because Xie Guohua, Xie Guowei, Zhang Ziqiang, and Zhang Zijian had private dealings with the Hong Kong underworld and knew too much. And to divert the police's attention, they were ordered to kill them to silence them!"

Jin Huimin said.

"I am deeply grateful for your kind farewell; I hope we can meet again someday to drink tea and appreciate fine wine. The diary is solemn, its fragrance rich; though I cherish treasures, I will not take them out of righteousness! You didn't mention murder, so it seems you were kept in the dark at the time. This proves you were temporarily unaware, and also that there must be someone behind you, right?"

A-Fei said.

"I don't know who it is either. I was just passively following orders; that person is very well hidden! You hadn't even arrived in Tokyo yet, and we already had the news! Think about it, who else in the Xuanwu Gang is so suspicious? There shouldn't be many people who know you're coming

to Tokyo, right?" Jin Huimin's words made A-Fei's hair stand on end. At this moment, there was a terrifying figure in the Xuanwu Gang, even in the Zhang family, like a time bomb lurking somewhere. Heavens! I wonder if Yu Zhizi and the others are in danger?

"So, who did you give the diary to?"

A-Fei asked.

"I handed it over directly to the Yasukuni Shrine as ordered! That's all I know! Sigh! Now I understand the Chinese saying: 'When you're in the game, you're not in control of your own destiny!'"

Jin Huimin sighed.

"So, you don't know who the real mastermind is either! How did you know I was both Zijian and Afei, sister? Did you hear it from Sister Feng'ai?"

Afei asked.

"Actually, since I came back from Beijing, I've felt that you've acted very differently from the Zhang Zijian you always were! You speak with authority, act decisively, Yuzhi has suddenly become gentle and submissive, your relationship with your husband has become loving and affectionate, and later when you bullied her, even your performance in that area became more vigorous and powerful, you're not the well-known quick-draw expert anymore. Because, before, Zijian and Yuzhi had a fight over this, and I personally mediated it. All of this shows that you're no longer the Zhang Zijian you used to be. Just that day you raped Zifei and her, even if you gave Zhang Zijian an aphrodisiac, he would never dare to do it!"

Jin Huimin said shyly, nestled against Afei's chest.

"Heaven and earth bear witness! When did I rape you and Zifei that day? It was you, Aunt, who half-heartedly offered yourself up!"

Afei teased.

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"You little rascal! You have no conscience! You got the benefit and you still act innocent! I'll bite you to death!"

Jin Huimin really bit Afei's nipple.

"Oh! Good sister, good aunt, you're hurting me!"

Afei groaned.

Jin Huimin passionately kissed Afei's lips, almost wildly kissing and sucking, her fragrant little tongue directly probing into Afei's mouth, searching and entwining, their lips and tongues intertwined, saliva flowing, a sweet taste seeping into Afei's throat.

Afei felt his strength return, knowing that Jin Huimin had just fed him the antidote through kissing.

"Huimin!"

Afei looked back at this beautiful woman with unparalleled beauty.

“If someone wanted to harm you, you’d be dead ten times over! Ah Fei, you’re still more pleasing to the eye than Zi Jian. He’s too handsome; your face has more masculinity!”

Jin Huimin stroked Ah Fei’s broad chest with a flirtatious look in her eyes.

“So, do you like Zi Jian or Ah Fei?”

Ah Fei’s lustful hands kneaded her full, round breasts.

“Who said I like you?”

Jin Huimin said coquettishly.

“Then why did you strip me so naked?”

Ah Fei teased.

Jin Huimin said coquettishly with seductive eyes, “Because I want to bite you to death right now!”

She slowly slid down, finally grasping the treasure she hadn’t seen for days. She gave Ah Fei a charming glare, then lowered her head and opened her cherry-like mouth to take it in.

Ah Fei breathed heavily, watching this stunningly beautiful woman’s hair sway and move up and down, sucking and tasting with all her might.

Jin Huimin heard Afei let out a heavy groan, and after several deep roars, she clearly felt that he had reached his limit. She spread her two snow-white, rounded thighs and straddled Afei, her pink hips sinking down, letting out a soft moan as she swallowed Afei completely. Her slender waist swayed, her beautiful buttocks rose and fell, her pink hips thrusting. The usually beautiful and dignified concubine Jin Huimin was now flushed and blushing, her expression a mixture of shyness, fear, joy, resentment, embarrassment, and immense enjoyment.

Afei's lust was high, and he rolled over and pressed Jin Huimin down beneath him. "Huimin, the chrysanthemum inscription on your body reveals your noble status! What is your status in the Chrysanthemum Dynasty?"

He grasped and kneaded his concubine Jin Huimin's full, soft, and elastic breasts with his left hand, while his right hand roamed over her smooth, snow-white, exquisitely curvaceous body. Finally, his right hand landed on his aunt Jin Huimin's other large breast, his fingers pinching and playing with the already hard, bright red nipple, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily. Under his caresses, Jin Huimin's breasts swelled with blood, appearing even fuller, the pink areolas spreading outwards.

"I am the eldest princess of the Chrysanthemum Dynasty! The current emperor is my younger brother!"

Jin Huimin was aroused by him, her desire stirring, her fragrant lips slightly parted, panting and moaning as she spoke.

"Good sister, good aunt, then my little brother is truly blessed! To be able to be intimate with the princess of the Chrysanthemum Dynasty!"

Afei said, "Call me brother, husband!"

He thrust forward several times with vigorous strokes, Jin Huimin's beautiful eyes glazed over with pleasure, panting and moaning.

"Husband, good brother, good older brother! You're so strong!"

Jin Huimin cried out softly, overwhelmed by his thrusts, her snow-white, voluptuous, naked body undulating hotly, responding to his thrusts. Afei simply hoisted her two snow-white, rounded legs onto his shoulders, pounding and bombarding her violently and almost brutally.

"...Ah...um...ah...um...ah..."

Jin Huimin's face flushed crimson, her cheeks rosy, exuding charm and allure. She cried out shyly and whimpering. Finally, Afei pressed against the tender, dewy flower deep within Jin Huimin's passage, ejaculating a stream of scalding molten lava. Jin Huimin's body convulsed and trembled, climaxing in an intensely blissful climax... They both reached the ultimate climax of their lovemaking. Jin Huimin breathed softly, drenched in fragrant sweat, her face flushed, her beautiful eyes closed shyly, almost fainting.

"Huimin, are you comfortable?"

Afei embraced Jin Huimin tenderly, speaking softly and gently. "Come back with me, okay?"

Jin Huimin looked at Afei, moved, and asked, "Have you forgiven me?" "

We may quarrel at the head of the bed, but we'll make up at the foot. I don't want my princess to be without a mother!"

Afei said, caressing her beautiful, rounded breasts. "However, if you come back with me, you'll be my sex slave forever!"

"I'm already guilty, but as long as you don't despise me, I'm willing to be your sex slave!"

Jin Huimin nestled against Afei's chest, her eyes filled with allure, and whispered sweetly.

"You're the eldest princess of the royal family, how did you end up marrying into the Zhang family of the Xuanwu Gang?"

Afei asked.

"I understand what you mean. An undercover agent can be sent from any subordinate; why waste talent and condescend to risk marrying into the Zhang family yourself? Right?"

Jin Huimin said quietly. "To quote Zhuge Liang: 'Have you not seen how Shen Sheng was in danger while Chong'er was abroad, yet survived?'"

Afei knew that Chong'er's escape was due to the persecution of his stepmother, Li Ji. Chong'er's father, Duke Xian of Jin, had four wives. His first wife, Qi Jiang, bore him Crown Prince Shen Sheng and Lady Mu of Qin (who married Duke Mu of Qin early on and was a major link in the Qin-Jin alliance; Qi Jiang was a princess of Qi and died young). His second wife, Hu Shi, bore him Chong'er and Yi Wu (Yi Wu later became Duke Hui of Jin; Hu Shi likely had little status). His third and fourth wives, Li Ji and her sister, bore him Xi Qi and Zhuo Zi. Li Ji was the stepmother, favored by Duke Xian, and thus plotted to kill Crown Prince Shen Sheng and urged Duke Xian to assassinate Chong'er and Yi Wu, but both assassinations failed. Chong'er fled to the Di (northern tribes), and Yi Wu fled to the Liang state. From then on, Chong'er began a nineteen-year exile, enduring hardships. Finally, with the help of the Qin state, he returned to the Jin state, worked diligently to govern, and became a dominant force for a time!

"Could it be that the Chrysanthemum Dynasty also has internal strife?"

Afei asked in surprise.

"When my father was alive, I firmly supported making the current Emperor Yongren the Crown Prince. My mother, who was also our stepmother and the mother of Prince Fumihito, naturally strongly advocated making her own son, Prince Fumihito, the Crown Prince. Therefore, I faced many dangers. Oda Isoro was executed on trumped-up charges, and I had no choice but to marry far away to avoid disaster,"

Kim Hye-min said sadly. "My younger brother, with the help of Ryumoto Ichiro, successfully ascended the throne as Emperor (see the author's other work, 'Searching for the Diary' (modern version), and he also valued me highly. In fact, the current Imperial Family is still outwardly peaceful, but inwardly it is turbulent and full of murderous intent. Emperor Yongren has one Empress and two consorts, but no children yet; Prince Fumihito's ambitions are not dead, and with the support of Hisahito, the eldest son of the Imperial Family, he is even more restless. Even Prime Minister Higashikuni Morihiro and Foreign Minister Asahara Taro are watching from the sidelines, waiting to see what will happen, each with their own agenda." What medicine? Nobody knows! The trees may wish to be still, but the wind will not cease; it's a situation of impending storm, like dark clouds pressing down on the city, threatening to crush it! I returned this time because I received a secret summons from Emperor Yongren. After all, in such a sensitive time, he still trusts me!

Emperor Yongren, 40 years old. [Unrelated text: Kobayashi Emi, beautiful concubine, 28 years old; Sakai Yuka, fragrant concubine, 22 years old; Eiko, daughter of the Emperor and Empress Sayuri, 18 years old; Prince Akishino, [unrelated text: The Emperor's daughter, Princess Fumihito, 28 years old; Prince Akishino, daughter of the Emperor

and Empress Sayuri, 18 years old; Prince Akishino, [unrelated text: The Emperor's daughter, Princess Sayuri, 28 years old; Prince Akishino, daughter of the Emperor and Empress Sayuri, 18 years old; Prince Akishino, [unrelated text: The Emperor's daughter, Princess Sayuri, 28 years old; Prince Akishino, [unrelated text: The Emperor's daughter, Princess Sayuri, 22 years old; Prince Akishino, daughter of the Emperor and Empress Sayuri, 18 years old; Prince Akishino, [unrelated text: The Emperor's daughter, Princess Sayuri, 28 years old] ... The Emperor's younger brother, 36 years old. Princess Asakura Maimi, 34 years old. Imperial Noble Consort Suzuki Manami, 26 years old. Prince Akishino Hisahito , son of Prince Fumihito and Imperial Noble Consort Suzuki Manami, eldest son of the Imperial Family, 100 days old. Junko, daughter of Prince Fumihito and Princess Asakura Maimi, 16 years old. Oda Toshimasako, also known as Kim Hye-min, first married Oda Isoro, then married the leader of the Genbu Gang, Taiwa, the Emperor's older sister, 42 years old. [ Unclear text - possibly a typo or incomplete sentence] Kako, Prince Fumihito's younger sister . Sister, 30 years old. Prime Minister Azuma Morihiro, 48 years old. Prime Minister's wife, Kawahara Yoko, 38 years old. Azuma Shigeo, son of Azuma Morihiro and Kawahara Yoko, 20 years old. Miyashita Anna, Azuma Shigeo's girlfriend, 18 years old, a beautiful student at Ichida University. Foreign Minister Asahara Taro, 44 years old. Foreign Minister's wife, Miyazawa Mie, 32 years old. Hearing this chaotic scene, Afei was shocked; seeing so many beautiful women, he couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. Some say women are as mysterious as a riddle, others as hazy as a dream; some prefer the purity of young girls, others the maturity of young women. In Afei's mind, women in their thirties and forties, while not the most beautiful, are certainly the sexiest, most charming, and most alluring! Because at this age, women have matured. Only women with a myriad of charms are truly adorable, only women brimming with femininity are truly captivating. A true woman. A mature woman is like a ripe grape, like aged wine; a mature woman is like a gentle spring breeze. Women in their thirties and forties are the most alluring; only women in this age group can truly be called sexy and charming. Because in Afei's life journey, it was these beautiful, mature, sexy, and charming women in their thirties and forties—like Liu Yuru, Ruan Yuchai, Qiu Yuzhen, and Mei Yuxuan—who truly made him understand the ultimate beauty of sex. Later, after experiencing the charms of mature beauties like Xue Yuyi, Lin Wanbi, Xu Xiaozhu, Ma Rulan, and Jin Huimin, he became even more addicted and unable to stop! Jin Huimin briefly explained the situation before her and softly asked, "Afei, do you know why I took off your clothes first?" Afei hadn't expected that even the royal family was rife with internal strife and intrigue. He pondered and said, "You want someone to witness my 'Seven Stars Alignment,' right?" "You're amazing! So clever!" Jin Huimin excitedly kissed Afei. "Afei, do you know who witnessed your Seven Stars Alignment?" "Your Holy Maiden Cult Leader?" Afei asked. "You could say that!" Jin Huimin said softly. "Afei, if you were asked to intervene in a royal dispute, who would you help?" "Really?" Afei looked at Jin Huimin in surprise. How did he get involved in the power struggle within the royal family? He grinned mischievously to ease his tension. "Then I'll support whichever side has more beauties! Haha!" "You little rascal! You lecher!" Jin Huimin said coquettishly. "Fine, I'm just giving you a heads-up. People will naturally ask you for help later! Think about it! But, in my opinion, regardless of whether you're the messenger of Amaterasu, such a thrilling court struggle really needs a lucky charm like you!" "What messenger of Amaterasu? What inexplicable alignment of the seven stars? You've been staring at my lower and upper parts so much you've made them look bigger!" Afei laughed and cursed. "Lend me something good first, my treasure!" "What is it?" Jin Huimin asked. "Your fragrant bewitching poison!" Afei said, a strange and daring idea flashing into his mind. "What do you want to do?"

Jin Huimin asked sourly, "Did you take a fancy to some beauty again, and since you couldn't get your hands on her, you resorted to this tactic?"

"I have my own clever uses!"

Afei said mysteriously, then said viciously, "Do I need aphrodisiacs if I want to date a beauty? I don't like that kind of thing! You little slut, are you going to give it to me or not?"

→Chapter 070 - Springtime (Part 4)←

Jin Huimin obediently took out a small seashell bottle from the safe and instructed, "Don't underestimate this little bit, it's enough to make fifty people lose their minds! Be careful! You should have experienced this soul-stirring sensation!"

"You little bitch, why did you repeatedly use this drug to poison me back then?"

Afei pressed Jin Huimin's plump, snow-white body down and interrogated her.

“Zhang Ziqiang is in jail. I want Zhang Zijian to die from exhaustion, then I'll be in charge of the Zhang family and the Xuanwu Gang all by myself!”

Jin Huimin, like an octopus, raised her two fair arms and snow-white, rounded legs to wrap around A Fei’s broad back and waist, saying flirtatiously, “Who knew you were so lucky and had such a good life, so strong, fierce, and brave, that you actually escaped one calamity after another. From that time on, I started to suspect your identity, and of course, I also started to like your strength! When I use my hands at night, I think about your strong and brave behemoth in my mind. Good man! Ah! Take me again as Zijian and A Fei! Okay? Good man!”

A Fei thrust into Jin Huimin, violently and almost brutally pounding into her, and for a moment, there was boundless passion.

A Fei received a call from Mutohara, returned to his private villa first, and then drove with Mutohara to the Yamaguchi-gumi headquarters.

At the Yamaguchi-gumi headquarters, Mutohara and Yamai Hiroshi exchanged pleasantries and thanked each other for the gifts. Yanagishita Eiji and Higashino Shinzaburo joked around, and everyone chatted and laughed, creating a harmonious and peaceful atmosphere. Afei, however, knew that beneath their friendly smiles lay hidden daggers, their glances and stares spitting fire. Afei sighed inwardly: "Humans! Especially Easterners, when will they ever be able to remove their masks? They always wear all sorts of masks to conceal their true thoughts. They speak one way to one person and another way to another, so Westerners can never discern the true thoughts of Easterners from their expressions. Westerners are so easily moved, so naive and shallow, while Easterners are so profound, deep, and unfathomable! Is being profound and deep really a good thing?" Afei then chuckled to himself, realizing he was wearing a mask of his own making. Like a crow landing on a pig, he only saw the pig's flaws, not his own! Heh!

Mutohara announced the defense arrangements for tomorrow's shrine visit: Yamai Hiroshi would remain in full charge of defense, assisted by Yanagishita Eiji and Higashino Shinzaburo, while Muto Tsuyoshi and Yamai Takeo would accompany the gang leader to protect Li Denghui!

That night, Mutohara went to Lanlan's place for the night as usual. Afei continued his debauchery at Muto's villa, sleeping with Honoka Kanazawa Fumiko for three nights and three nights of passionate lovemaking. Honoka Kanazawa Fumiko's delicate, beautiful body writhed violently on the bed, her shapely, smooth legs seemingly unsure of what to do, sometimes lifting, sometimes lowering, sometimes tucking in, sometimes stretching out. Her fair, smooth skin, as white as powdered snow, blushed like a blooming peach blossom. Fine beads of fragrant sweat made her fair skin appear even more radiant and luminous under the bedside lamp.

Afei's firm skin touched Suixiang's full buttocks, and the pressure of his arms squeezed his burning desire into Kanazawa Fumiko's soft breasts through the caresses of his hands. This sweet and gentle contact completely melted Kanazawa Fumiko, and her rapid breathing gradually turned into soft moans. Afei's hands continued to tease Kanazawa Fumiko's inner desires, each cupping one of her breasts and using his fingertips to draw circles from the outside in with varying pressure, then gently kneading the nipples that had hardened and protruded due to arousal.

Afei used his tongue to entwine one of Suixiang's cute, already shyly erect nipples, rubbing, sucking, and sucking it. Afei's other hand grasped one of Kanazawa Fumiko's proud, trembling, delicate breasts, gently pinching the equally engorged, rosy, and adorable nipple between two fingers, kneading it lightly. At the same time, his lower body began to thrust forward without any mercy.

"Oh...oh, slower, gentler, please, please?"

Honoka moaned softly from her rosy, alluring, and wet lips, her seductive cherry lips pouting high, full of sexual provocation and temptation. Kanazawa Fumiko panted

, her breath sweet and fragrant, her proud, erect, snow-white breasts trembling and heaving with each breath, reflecting a shimmering white light. The two erect, pink nipples on her breasts were slightly upturned, seemingly vying for beauty with her charming face.

Honoka's soul danced in the flames of sexual frenzy, her passion transforming into beautiful flowers. Unconsciously, Honoka's fingers dug deep into Afei's back. Although Afei felt a little pain, he felt even more Honoka's ecstasy. He thrust even more forcefully, ravaging her relentlessly. Suika was immediately overwhelmed by an indescribable, soul-stirring pleasure that surged through her heart, reached her head, and spread to every limb. A fiery glow emanated from her, making her already flushed face blush with a drunken, alluring allure. Her mature, beautiful, and shapely body trembled with pleasure.

Afei flipped over and pinned Kanazawa Fumiko beneath him, thrusting into her. Her stunningly beautiful, delicate cheeks radiated a seductive charm, revealing a hint of wantonness. Wave after wave of incomparably pleasurable pleasure surged through Kanazawa Fumiko's body. Kanazawa Fumiko's fair face was flushed, radiating a seductive charm and overflowing with spring-like allure. Her beautiful eyes were half-closed, her red lips parted as she breathed heavily, moaning wantonly.

Kanazawa Fumiko swayed her pink buttocks and jade-like waist, surrendering herself to pleasure. Her cheeks, as smooth as jade, flushed crimson with pleasure, her alluring beauty captivating. Her eyes were slightly open, her cherry-like lips parted, and her voice rang out in a soft, intoxicating murmur, her moans incessant.

After several sensual, stimulating, and soul-stirring orgasms, Honoka Kanazawa Fumiko lay limp beneath Afei's strong body like a blooming flower. Honoka's half-closed, alluring eyes were half-closed, and her silky, smooth, snow-white body was covered with a thin layer of fragrant sweat. Kanazawa Fumiko's rounded shoulders and smooth abdomen still trembled slightly, and her body emitted a faint, aphrodisiac fragrance.

The next morning, Afei arrived early alone at the infamous Yasukuni Shrine.

The Yasukuni Shrine is located in Kudan, Chiyoda Ward, Tokyo, covering an area of over 100,000 square meters. Two stone towers, each about ten meters high, stand on either side of the shrine's main gate. The stone pagoda features 16 bas-reliefs depicting events commemorating the Japanese invasion of China. These bas-reliefs commemorate the Japanese occupation of Taiwan in 1895, the September 18 Incident in 1931 which led to the occupation of Northeast China, and the subsequent attack on Shanghai. These acts of aggression are presented as "glorious historical relics" to commemorate these events. The main hall of the shrine enshrines over 2.46 million Japanese soldiers from the Meiji Restoration onwards, including those who died in various wars of aggression.

The Yasukuni Shrine's notice board lists the largest human catastrophe in history, with a total of 2,466,532 soldiers killed in eleven wars. Of these eleven wars, only the Meiji Restoration was a civil war within Japanese territory; the other ten were battles fought overseas. These ten wars outside of China lasted over 50 years, resulting in a total of 2,458,781 Japanese soldiers killed.

Looking at this number, Afei felt shocked and heartbroken: This was an astonishing figure, "more than 50 years, more than 2 million people"—an unbearable historical tragedy! The greatest catastrophe in the history of the Japanese army!

What were the reasons? Who were the people who drove more than 2 million Japanese soldiers to go abroad and walk the path to death?

A human tragedy! A catastrophe for humanity! In more than 50 years, in ten wars outside of China, a total of 2,458,781 Japanese soldiers died, but in the neighboring countries and regions ravaged by the war, the number of military and civilian deaths exceeded 50 million.

This is the greatest human catastrophe in history! Who instigated this catastrophe? Looking at the Yasukuni Shrine before him, Afei seemed to see mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, forming this resurrection site of militarism that challenged humanity, peace, and justice!

A delicate, exquisite nose, a cherry-red mouth, and beautifully shaped cheeks, along with her fair, almost translucent skin, as delicate and smooth as a newly blossoming bud, made him dizzy and his heart flutter. Seeing Ouyang Ruxue, Afei's gloomy mood eased slightly.

"You've come?"

Afei asked.

"Who are you? Stay away from me!"

Ouyang Ruxue, mistaking him for a lecherous rogue, raised her eyebrows and snapped.

"Miss Ouyang, don't you recognize me?"

Afei laughed. "To deal with the dual nature of the Japanese, we should prepare for both possibilities!"

"Who are you?"

Ouyang Ruxue finally recognized Afei's voice and the content of their conversation that day, and exclaimed in surprise, "What happened to you? Disguised? Oh! So you've disguised yourself!"

"Women shouldn't come to this place. Especially a beauty like you!"

Afei said, "Because this is truly a damn hellhole!"

Afei rarely swore, but the anger he felt from being humiliated by this hellhole was truly infuriating! Afei's mind was filled with the filthy things these Japanese devils did!

In 1946, the Tokyo "International Military Tribunal for the Far East" launched a three-year investigation and trial, prosecuting more than 5,000 former Japanese soldiers and government associates, divided into three classes of war criminals: A, B, and C. The "International Military Tribunal for the Far East" tried 28 Class A war criminals for starting the war, of whom 7 were sentenced to death and 21 were sentenced to fixed-term or life imprisonment. The rest were Class B and C war criminals who abused prisoners of war and massacred civilians during the war. However, in 1959, Yasukuni Shrine began setting up memorial tablets for Class B and C war criminals, and in 1978, it even set up tablets for Class A war criminals. By this point, the government's reflection on the war had become completely superficial. In fact, the Japanese, defying all reason, moved the memorial tablets of 14 Class A war criminals, including Hideki Tojo, and over two thousand Class B and C war criminals to this shrine, openly enshrining them as "martyrs for the country." And successive prime ministers have never given up visiting this shrine that resurrects the spirits of militarism: Shigeru Yoshida, who served as prime minister from 1946 to 1954, visited five times; Nobusuke Kishi,

who served from 1957 to 1959, visited twice;

Hayato Ikeda, who served from 1960 to 1963, visited five times;

and Eisaku Sada, who served from 1964 to 1972, visited eleven times.

Kakuei Tanaka visited the shrine six times between 1972 and 1974.

Takeo Miki visited three times between 1974 and 1976.

Takeo Fukuda visited four times between 1976 and 1978. Masayoshi Ohira visited

three times between 1978 and 1980.

Zenko Suzuki visited eight times between 1980 and 1982.

Yasuhiro Nakasone visited ten times between 1982 and 1987.

Ryutaro Hashimoto visited once between 1996 and 1998.

Former Prime Minister Koizumi visited four times.

"Damn it, these bastards!"

Afei cursed. "No matter when or who it is, visiting the Yasukuni Shrine is a great insult and desecration to the feelings of the Asian people who have suffered under the iron heel of communist militarism." "

You're angry now? I thought you were all for Li Denghui's visit to the Yasukuni Shrine!"

Ouyang Ruxue teased playfully. "Do you know what the newspapers reported today? Mr. Li Ao satirized Li Denghui's visit to the Yasukuni Shrine!"

→Chapter 071 - The Yasukuni Shrine's Lewdness (Part 1)←

Afei took the Yomiuri Shimbun handed to him by Ouyang Ruxue and sure enough, it published the article by Mr. Li Ao, the contemporary Lu Xun who could write articles that could kill people with his wit and anger. He said at a press conference in the Legislative Yuan that Li Denghui's elder brother, Li Dengqin, was captured by communists and died in battle. Li Denghui did not bring his soul back to Taiwan for more than 60 years, but now he visited the Yasukuni Shrine for this reason, which is questionable. He said that after his father, Li Jinlong, died, Li Denghui dug up the grave and reburied him at a new site for feng shui reasons. He had not heard of him offering incense or making sacrifices at his father's grave for many years. He said that the father-son relationship was so weak, so why was he so close to his brother who had been dead for decades? He said that this was a misunderstanding of the Taiwanese people's concepts of right and wrong and feelings.

"Unrestrained and unconventional, yet still possessing a strong sense of morality and justice! That's Mr. Li Ao!"

Afei exclaimed, then gently said to Ouyang Ruxue, "Miss Ouyang, listen to me, you should go back first! Don't risk the lives of so many international students by fighting their knives and clubs; that's reckless courage! Just wait, the show is about to begin! I'll be distracted if you're here!"

Ouyang Ruxue sensed the concern in Afei's tone and felt the tender gaze in his eyes. She shyly and coquettishly said, "I'm not that cowardly. I insist on seeing what kind of show it is!"

Afei looked at Ouyang Ruxue, her cherry-like lips pouting, her shy yet stubbornly charming appearance truly captivating. It seemed that all the virtues of the most beautiful women throughout history were concentrated on her face; just one glance was enough to make one's heart flutter.

"Miss Ouyang, if I may be so bold as to ask, are you married?"

Afei suddenly blurted out.

"No! What? What do you mean?"

Ouyang Ruxue glared at him angrily.

Afei whispered something in Ouyang Ruxue's ear.

"What? No way? Why did you think of tormenting them like this?"

Ouyang Ruxue said shyly and embarrassedly, noticing his eyes staring blankly at her ivory-carved neck, her face flushed even more. "Be careful!"

she said, then hurriedly walked shyly towards the protesting group of international students.

Yamai Hiroshi, Yanagishita Eiji, and Higashino Shinzaburo led thirty men in black, with machetes and clubs concealed on their waists, and quickly occupied the Yasukuni Shrine, setting up defenses inside and out. Twenty men guarded both sides of the entrance, assisting the police in maintaining order, while the other ten followed Yamai Hiroshi. Like Afei, Yamai Hiroshi was worried that Yi Nan would become Qin Wuyang, and that his cowardice at the last minute would delay the important mission of Jing Ke's assassination of the King of Qin, so he temporarily abandoned him. However, he ordered Yi Nan to bring someone outside to wait—or rather, a dead man!

Amidst sirens blaring, police cars leading the way, and the shouts of protesting international students, Li Denghui finally arrived, accompanied by Foreign Minister Taro Asahara.

Muto Hara immediately ordered Hiroshi Yamai and Takeshi Muto to accompany him and provide close protection for Foreign Minister Asahara and Li Denghui. Eiji Yanagishita and Shinzaburo Higashino led their men to survey the surrounding area. Major media outlets, especially the national media, gave the event full attention, with flashbulbs flashing everywhere. Taro Asahara accompanied Li Denghui into the Ghost Shrine amidst the earth-shattering protests and shouts of the international students.

"This is an exhibition hall at Yasukuni Shrine called 'Yūshūkan',"

Taro Asahara explained. "The name 'Yūshūkan' comes from the phrase 'A gentleman chooses his place of residence carefully, and when he travels, he seeks out virtuous people,' which appears in the first volume of Xunzi's 'Exhortation to Learning' from the Sengoku period of your country. 'Traveling with virtuous people' means that people of noble character will inevitably exchange and learn from each other. Since it was officially named on November 17, 1880, this name has been used for a long time."

Li Denghui listened attentively, nodding repeatedly. His sparse, local support for the central government swayed from side to side with the movement of his head, displaying a servile demeanor.

The name "Shokonsha" (Shōkonsha), written by Emperor Meiji himself on January 27, 1874, was displayed in the center of the exhibition hall. Li Denghui once again paid his respects with utmost reverence. Yamai Hiroshi gestured to Afei, who watched coldly without showing any emotion. Asahara

Taro led Li Denghui even more solemnly to pay homage to the portrait of Admiral Yamamoto Isoroku and his motto, "Do not cherish your own life." That old bastard wished he could bury his head in his crotch while bowing; he was even more respectful and filial than Asahara Taro!

The 7th exhibition hall focused on the arduous battles fought by the Japanese army in the decisive Battle of Midway in the Pacific War on June 5th and 6th, 1942. In this battle, the navy lost four aircraft carriers—Akagi, Kaga, Sōryū, and Hiryū—as well as one heavy cruiser and over 290 aircraft. From then on, the Japanese army completely lost control of the sea and air in the Pacific. Also on display were relics from the Guadalcanal campaign, as well as uniforms of female nurses from the Red Cross working on the front lines and images of women participating in war service activities. Afei noticed Li Denghui's eyes were fixed on the pictures of female nurses and their uniforms, suspecting the old scoundrel was watching a pornographic film depicting passionate nurse scenes.

Mutohara looked at Yamai Hiroshi, who returned the look with a smile, but his eyes held a murderous glint; their gazes clashed, sparks flying. Mutohara followed Asahara Taro and Li Denghui intently. Taking advantage of the moment when no one was looking, Afei handed Yamai Hiroshi an antidote, then pointed to his mouth, indicating he should put it in.

Yamai Hiroshi, confused and unsure of Afei's intentions, knew Afei must have something to do and unhesitatingly put it in his mouth.

At this moment, Afei recalled Ouyang Ruxue's words and the shameless actions of the Japanese: for many years, they had consistently adhered to the "three no's policy" regarding the historical war of aggression against China—first, no admission of guilt; second, no apology; and third, no reparations. They vehemently denied the chemical weapons left behind in China by the Japanese invaders; they refused to compensate the Chinese laborers who died under Japanese occupation and the comfort women who suffered humiliation; they even blatantly attempted to break through the post-World War II peace constitution, striving to become a military superpower, repeating their old tricks, and rekindling their past dreams.

In the seven middle school history textbooks currently holding over 99% market share in Japan, they all deliberately avoided mentioning the war of aggression against China, downplaying the atrocities of the war, and even claiming that the Senkaku Islands (i.e., Diaoyu Islands of China) and Takeshima (Dokdo of South Korea) are inherent territories of Japan. Openly denying the heinous Nanjing Massacre, distorting the Pacific War as a "war of the great powers," and further intensifying these actions during the review of the 2006 history textbooks by the Ministry of Education from March to May 2005, spreading fallacies and falsifying history. Since 2005, under the guise of the Iraq War, the US has accelerated its troop deployments overseas, even openly joining the US in announcing a "Taiwan Strait strategy" in an attempt to obstruct the peaceful reunification of our sacred territory of Taiwan…

Each and every one of these acts is irrefutable, outrageous, and horrifying. This is how they maintain their dignity even in death, wanting to preserve and even promote their so-called spiritual spirit. To deal with such a person, we must make them lose face, giving them the greatest blow in terms of spirit and dignity! Afei coldly removed his mask, releasing a bewitching poison.

A strange fragrance quickly filled the entire Yasukuni Shrine.

"What is this? It smells so good!"

Everyone began to lose their senses. "Thud!" A masked man fell from above; Afei recognized him as the infamous Mr. Lin Yuan.

An unprecedented, absurd, and shameless debauchery unfolded right there in the Yasukuni Shrine—the very place most revered and cherished by the Chinese people as their spiritual home.

Asahara Taro first overpowered Li Denghui, then Mutohara, ten men in black, three Taiwanese reporters who had come specifically to carry the palanquin, wave flags, and blow trumpets, and six police officers providing close protection, all became consumed by lust. They just kept going and going!

Afei gave an order to Yamai Hiroshi and handed him an antidote.

Yamai Hiroshi, suddenly realizing what was happening, hurriedly ran out, letting Yi Nan help Muto Tsuyoshi's corpse sneak in through a side door. Several men in black pounced, almost raping the Yamai father and son on the spot. Fortunately, Afei's sword helped, and the two escaped their clutches. Yi Nan fled like a madman, and one of the men in black, unable to contain his lust, simply raped Muto Tsuyoshi's corpse on the spot. Afei turned his head away in disgust.

At that moment, Afei felt a pang of pity, but he immediately thought of the many Chinese war victims still suffering from the wounds of war—comfort women, forced laborers, and captured soldiers—who had the right to demand personal compensation from the Chinese government. Both morally and under international law, the government has an obligation to compensate individuals, yet the Chinese government continues to unreasonably refuse all compensation, citing the lack of such a law within China.

The absence of such a law is not an excuse. Didn't the legalists who didn't send troops overseas achieve this by amending the post-war pacifist constitution? By the same token, why can't the law on war reparations be amended? In stark contrast, the US government relentlessly pursues compensation for damages caused to its own citizens by other countries. After the attack on Pearl Harbor on December 8, 1942, the US government immediately arrested 1,291 Japanese nationals in the US and forced 110,000 people of Japanese descent into internment camps, confiscating their assets totaling $800 million to $1.5 billion. Less than eight years after the Japanese Americans established the "Commission on Reparations" in 1980, they forced President Reagan to sign Public Law 100-383, apologizing to the Japanese Americans and paying all the civilian reparations owed to them. They shamelessly publicized the US government's reparations for the internment of Japanese Americans in concentration camps during World War II, without considering the countless atrocities they themselves committed, which went unpunished.

Chinese men's necks were used as test subjects for sword fights, women were arbitrarily raped and disemboweled by communists, and children became playthings on communist bayonets! What nation in world history has suffered such humiliation as we have?

In reality, many members of both the communist army and civilians harbored extreme hatred towards China and would do anything to harm the Chinese people given the opportunity. The communist soldiers who implemented the "Three Alls" policy in China are a prime example, but the communist managers who controlled Chinese mines and factories also tortured Chinese laborers in the most cruel ways, creating hundreds of mass graves. Many Chinese laborers abducted to the communist garrisons died under brutal persecution by communist civilians. When the Japanese army occupied Nanjing, the whole of Japan was jubilant. The score of the "hundred-man kill" contest between two Japanese soldiers, serialized in the Tokyo Nichi Nichi Shimbun, with a score of 106 to 105, became a topic of conversation. Of all the communists who had direct contact with the Chinese, over 90% used extremely cruel methods against them, while others who did not have direct contact with the Chinese agreed with the former's methods. Even today, what percentage of people believe that the communists invaded, not just "entered," China? How many believe that the communists should apologize to China?

Thinking of these things, any Chinese person would be filled with righteous indignation! Afei casually tucked the "Divination of Higashishiro" into his pocket, then flicked his wrist, the fragrance continuing to waft.

→Chapter 072- The Holy Maiden Leader←

"You must stay until the end, produce something, and play dead! If you can get through this, you'll have accomplished your great mission!"

Afei instructed Yamai Hiroshi, secretly laughing to himself. "No pain, no gain. You're no better than me, wanting to seize power, you'll have to suffer first!"

Two people, three people—except for Afei and Yamai Hiroshi, everyone inside the Yasukuni Shrine, and all the men, were engaged in disgusting acts.

Asahara Taro was being brutally raped by a policeman; Li Denghui, in a daze, remained humble and respectful, letting two Japanese men bombard him; Mutohara was foaming at the mouth, clearly exhausted by Lanlan; the top-notch ninja, Mr. Lin Yuan, had become a top-notch gigolo, still charging into battle at his age—it was truly pitiful; the three Taiwanese reporters, who had originally intended to flatter Chen Suibian, never expected to be so easily manipulated by the Japanese. However, they weren't cowards either, actually teaming up to hold down two Japanese men and rape them! Confused? Aren't they afraid Chen Suibian will be angry if he finds out? The consequences will be severe!

The policeman was using a wheelbarrow to push Taro Asahara out; Li Denghui was also dragged out by two thugs. The reporters from various media outlets, who were anxiously waiting outside the Yasukuni Shrine, were shocked and dumbfounded by the scene. Even though they had seen many grand occasions, they had never witnessed such blatant debauchery! Immediately, flashbulbs went off. Screams, jeers, laughter, and whistles filled the air. The crowd surged and jostled. The policeman, Yanagishita Eiji, and Higashino Shinzaburo frantically tried to disperse the crowd and maintain order, but seeing these important figures enjoying themselves, they were at a loss for what to do!

Taking advantage of the chaos, Afei approached Ouyang Ruxue. The other international students were excitedly filming this rare scene of debauchery with their phones.

Although Ouyang Ruxue was standing at a distance, she still witnessed this absurd and lewd scene. She shyly and coquettishly scolded Afei, "What are you doing? You said you'd make them strip naked and embarrass themselves! How could this happen?" "

I warned you, but you insisted on watching. What could I do?"

Afei said with a wicked smile.

"Don't come near me!"

Ouyang Ruxue hurriedly dodged Afei. "Did you do that too?"

"Miss, please! Don't think such things, okay?"

Afei said seriously. "I'm a genuine heterosexual! I'm only interested in women, especially beautiful women!"

Seeing her still infinitely shy, Afei forgot his jokes and hurriedly said to her, "Ouyang, quickly take all your international students away from here! This place is a dangerous place! It will soon be under martial law and lockdown!"

"What about you?"

Ouyang Ruxue asked anxiously.

"I'm fine! Don't worry!"

Afei felt as sweet as honey as if he'd drunk honey seeing her finally showing concern for him. "By the way, they'll definitely destroy all the reports they've made about controlling the reporters. You international students are responsible for uploading these to the internet, making the Japanese lose all dignity and taste the bitterness of humiliation!"

"Okay! We'll definitely do it!"

Ouyang Ruxue nodded.

"This is for you to keep!"

Afei secretly handed Ouyang Ruxue a diary.

"The Diary of Higashishiro,"

Ouyang Ruxue exclaimed in surprise.

"Shh! Keep it down!"

Afei gestured for her not to make a sound. "There might be some secrets hidden in this. You should try your best to find them! Hurry up and get out of here!"

Ouyang Ruxue looked at Afei with a mixture of shyness and delight, then suddenly reached out her fair hand and pulled on Afei's large hand, saying, "You must be careful!"

Then, with infinite shyness, she turned and led the international students away.

By the time a large number of police officers had sealed off the Yasukuni Shrine, the twenty-two had finished their fight. Taro Asahara and Muto Hara, leading ten Yamaguchi-gumi members in black, killed four policemen on the spot, dying from exhaustion. Muto Tsuyoshi and Hayashi Gen also met untimely deaths. The other two policemen, like Li Denghui, were physically weak and constantly on the defensive. Although tortured to the point of near death, they managed to survive, but were mentally unstable and likely to become vegetative. Li Denghui was covered in white filth, barely breathing. His exhaustion from the pilgrimage was a testament to his utmost piety! Amitabha!

Yamai Hiroshi, also filthy, feigned near death and was carried out on a stretcher by nurses.

The government immediately destroyed and blocked all journalists' filming and reporting, but that same day, through the internet, the scandalous affair between Foreign Minister Taro Asahara and Li Denghui, occurring inside and outside the Yasukuni Shrine, spread worldwide in the blink of an eye. Public opinion was in an uproar! Taro Asahara had always boasted that it wasn't an invasion, just an "entry," but he never imagined he would be the one "entered," and even more ridiculously, "entered" to his death! It was truly the most absurd thing in the world!

The government considered this a great disgrace and ordered a thorough investigation into the entire incident!

The Yamaguchi-gumi was placed under tight control, and many members were questioned one after another. Taro Asahara died in the line of duty, but his death was somewhat ignominious and shameful; he could only claim publicly that he died of a sudden heart attack. Li Denghui was considered unlucky by the authorities and was naturally sent out of the country. Although the Muto brothers, Mutohara and Muto Tsuyoshi, were dead, they were still guilty of dereliction of duty and could not escape punishment, and would inevitably be investigated even after their deaths. Lin Yuan's lifelong reputation was ruined, and many underworld figures who had previously been wary of him were now gloating. Yamai Hiroshi, Yanagishita Eiji, and Higashino Shinzaburo were all in dire straits, and the Yamaguchi-gumi was leaderless and in chaos. Even the Chinese students were repeatedly questioned.

Aunt Caiyun was restless and unable to eat or sleep, while Aunt Suyun sighed constantly, and everyone felt uneasy. The next morning, as Afei was comforting his aunts, police sirens blared throughout the villa, surrounding the entire private estate.

"Afei!"

a slick-haired young policeman called out imperiously.

"This is Prime Minister Dongjiu's son, Dongjiu Shixi. Afei, you must be careful!"

Aunt Caiyun warned worriedly.

"Excuse me, sir, what brings you here?"

Afei coldly stared at the arrogant young master.

"You've done something wrong! You'd better come with me obediently!"

Dong Jiushi said viciously in a low voice. "A Chinese brat dares to seduce the number one beauty of Hadada University? Watch how I deal with you! Hmph!"

"If you want me to come with you, you'd better give me an explanation first,"

Afei chuckled inwardly. So this guy was Ouyang's suitor, and this time he was here to settle a personal score. He sneered at this arrogant young master, "Otherwise, you think you can take advantage of me? You little punk!"

Dong Jiushi suddenly launched a kick straight at Afei's face. Good kid, trying to show off your Taekwondo skills? Afei struck first, kicking Dong Jiushi in the shin, forcefully intercepting his attack. Dong Jiushi, unwilling to give up, swiftly launched five more kicks, all of which were successfully intercepted by Afei's quick footwork.

If Afei hadn't held back, let alone five kicks, even one kick would have been enough to give Dong Jiushi a hard time.

"Stop, Dong Jiu!"

A beautiful policewoman got out of the police car and stopped Dong Jiu Shixi's rudeness.

"He should stop!"

Afei thought to himself, looking at the policewoman in front of him. She was about 30 years old, with a pretty and delicate face, a petite and exquisite figure, and high, full breasts that bulged against her police uniform. Her shapely legs, encased in black stockings, looked even more sexy and alluring beneath her short police uniform skirt.

"Mr. Long Jianfei, you are accused of having a direct connection to the shrine incident! You have the right to remain silent; otherwise, everything you say will be used against you in court!"

The petite and beautiful policewoman spoke decent Mandarin. Facing the armed police, Afei sighed inwardly: Don't go looking for trouble when nothing's wrong, but don't be afraid of trouble when it comes! If he doesn't go in, many innocent people will likely be implicated, but never act rashly and make unnecessary sacrifices! Going in is fine, it's not like I haven't been in before! Just for this petite and beautiful policewoman, I should go in!

"Afei! Afei!"

Amidst the heart-wrenching cries of Aunt Suyun, Aunt Caiyun, and Feng Aisui, Afei was taken away in a police car. Yamai Takeo stood there blankly, as if he had become a fool after all that had happened.

The drug had dissipated, and they had no solid evidence to accuse him. Moreover, Afei reasoned that once he completed his mission and successfully obtained the diary, he had reverted to his original self. How could the police have so quickly and accurately raided the Yamai villa without anyone noticing? Unless Jin Huimin betrayed him, or there was a traitor in the Yamai family!

Fewer and fewer police cars arrived, until finally, one took Afei directly to a mysterious location.

Afei was blindfolded and led inside by a petite and beautiful policewoman. Removing the blindfold, Afei found himself in a clean and elegant room, filled with calligraphy and paintings, reflecting the refined taste of the room's owner.

"I'm sorry! I startled you, young master!"

A beautiful young woman gracefully entered, with Suzuki Anri following closely behind.

At first glance, she appeared to be around 30, but a closer look revealed crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, suggesting she was a middle-aged beauty. She was dignified and beautiful, with an oval face and soft lines. Her natural elegance shone through her eyes and brows, while her cherry-red lips were even more alluring. With each step, her waist swayed gently, revealing a truly exquisite figure, curvaceous and shapely. Even the loose-fitting, simple kimono couldn't conceal her graceful and beautiful physique. Afei felt his mouth go dry and couldn't help but swallow. If he hadn't been so close, he wouldn't have been able to appreciate her natural charm. From afar, he thought she was a beauty of unparalleled grace, possessing a regal bearing. Up close, she radiated brilliance and captivating charm, her stunning face, high, firm breasts, slender waist, and fair skin exuding an alluring, mature femininity.

"Young master, our sect leader is speaking to you!"

Suzuki Anri gently reminded him. Seeing Afei's infatuated and foolish expression, the beautiful young woman couldn't help but smile, her smile as radiant as a blooming flower, making Afei even more captivated and intoxicated.

"Young master, are you the messenger of Amaterasu?"

The beautiful young woman's voice was as smooth and clear as the finest wine poured into the most exquisite jade cup. Her lips parted like cherries, her tongue uttering a gentle and sweet fragrance.

"I don't know if I'm the messenger of Amaterasu,"

Afei said honestly. "However, I think you must be a fairy sent by Amaterasu, right?"

His words made both beauties giggle.

"Isn't this a police station?"

Afei began to wonder.

"They were originally going to take you to the police station. However, we stopped them in time!"

Suzuki Anri said.

04-30

→Chapter 073- The Pure Maiden's Primordial Yin (Part 1)←

"Attempt?"

Afei asked.

"Prime Minister Higashikyu wanted to use you as a sacrifice in the shrine incident to quell domestic and international pressure!"

the beautiful young woman said leisurely.

"You stopped Prime Minister Dongjiu? He'll listen to you?"

Afei asked, somewhat surprised.

"Do you know who our leader is?"

Suzuki Anri said coquettishly.

“Anni!”

The beautiful young woman interrupted Suzuki Anri, speaking softly, “We only told Prime Minister Higashikyu one thing: Ryu Kenfei is the messenger of Amaterasu Omikami! Although he hesitated for a moment, he still obediently handed you over to us!”

“Ah Fei, I know you have prejudices against the people of the West. Actually, even if the people of the West have their flaws, they are influenced by Chinese culture in one aspect: there are many temples, and Buddhism still dominates. However, the Buddhists of the West are different from those in China. The religious beliefs of the West have become more customary and ritualistic, with a strong secular flavor. Monks can marry and have children, and they are not required to transcend worldly affairs. But in any case, Buddhism has had a profound influence on the literature, art, and architectural style of the West, and even the thoughts and moral concepts of the West.”

Suzuki Anri explained, “Most people are devout believers. Even if it has become more customary and ritualistic, people still silently adhere to one belief: you may not believe in gods and Buddhas, but you cannot blaspheme them! Therefore, Prime Minister Higashikyu dared not offend the gods! At least, he trusted the judgment of our Holy Maiden Church!” "

Young master, please rest here in peace! I'll come again another day to consult you on something important!"

the beautiful young woman said gently. "Anri, you must serve you well, young master!"

She bowed and gracefully departed, truly like a fairy from the moon palace, seemingly taking even A-Fei's soul with her. He was stunned for a long time.

"Oh dear! Whose eyeballs are popping out?"

Suzuki Anri teased with a coquettish laugh.

"Oh! Sister dares to make fun of me?"

A-Fei grabbed Suzuki Anri's slender waist and threatened, "Even if my eyeballs fall out, they'll fall into sister's skirt!"

"Who's your sister? Mie and Kaede are your good sisters!" "

When Suzuki Anri's waist was embraced by Afei, she felt a jolt of electricity run through her body, her heart fluttering like a deer's. She didn't know whether to be flustered or delighted, feeling a little shy having thrown herself into his arms. She twisted her waist, her beautiful eyes glancing sideways, and said reproachfully, "Be serious. I'm not trying to be your relative, why are you holding me like that?"

"The leader instructed you to serve me well, sister!"

Afei teased.

"Who's serving you? Your soul seems to have flown off somewhere!"

Suzuki Anri retorted coquettishly.

"Fine! If you won't serve me, then so be it!"

Afei tightly embraced Suzuki Anri's slender waist and walked into the inner room, teasingly saying, "I'll serve you well, sister, okay?" "

Suzuki Anri, shy and speechless, glanced at him with her phoenix-like eyes, her gaze filled with a thousand charms and allure, instantly captivating Afei. The masculine scent was intoxicating, and Suzuki Anri felt a blissful, comfortable sensation throughout her body. She hesitated, yet remained steadfast, and unconsciously sat down on the edge of the bed with Afei.

Afei held her arm tightly, but made no further move, simply gazing at Suzuki Anri with a dreamy smile. Suzuki Anri was a woman who could be described as exquisite! She was a woman whose age was impossible to immediately discern; she appeared to be in her thirties, yet her face was so delicate, like that of a woman in her early twenties. Upon closer inspection, one could see her hands were like soft shoots, her face like jade, her skin like cream, her breath like a delicate orchid, and she exuded a dreamlike aura." A dreamlike beauty. Her wine-red hair was piled high on her head, and today she wore a black low-cut mini-dress. The opening was low, revealing a hint of white lace bra, and her fair, deep cleavage showed off her full, high breasts. Silk stockings clung to her smooth calves, gleaming alluringly, and she wore black high-heeled sandals with delicate straps wrapped around her smooth, rounded ankles. The entire outfit was noble yet elegant, dignified yet alluring. A delicate, shy, and elegant classical beauty.

Suzuki Anri herself didn't know why she allowed this man to be so flirtatious, and even felt so intoxicated and obedient. Suzuki Anri blushed at Afei's gaze and said shyly, "You're so indecent, why are you staring at me like that?" Seeing Suzuki

Anri blush, Afei suddenly had a thought. He stepped forward, embraced her, and kissed her lips, shoving his thick tongue into her mouth. Suzuki Anri's face was suddenly brushed against the man's breath; before she could even process it, her lips were pressed tightly together. "Mmm...mmm...you...you..."

Encircled by his strong arms, Suzuki Anri's body went limp, the sensation leaving her feeling weak and numb all over.

Afei felt the breathtakingly beautiful woman in his arms exhale like orchids, her face as delicate as a flower, and a unique virginal fragrance permeated his senses. Her breasts, rising and falling rapidly, were pressed against his chest; even through the thin fabric, he could feel the two adorable protrusions on her soft, full breasts… His blood surged, his desire flared, and he pushed Suzuki Anri down onto the bed. The stunningly beautiful Suzuki Anri blushed, her body growing increasingly limp. She shyly closed her dreamy, alluring eyes. Afei's hands firmly grasped her breasts, and he pressed his lips against hers again, his engorged erection rubbing eagerly against her lower abdomen. This familiar yet strange feeling of being violated made Suzuki Anri dizzy, and she slowly gave up resisting.

Afei kissed her while tearing open her skirt; Suzuki Anri was now half-naked. Then he ripped off her bra. Suzuki Anri, blushing and at a loss, had her upper body stripped off. Her pair of full, soft, and perky breasts spilled out in a panic. On that dazzlingly white, jade-like skin, the tips of her two shyly exposed, delicate breasts, with their vibrant, rosy nipples like shyly blooming flower stamens in the snow, trembled slightly as they met Afei's lustful gaze.

Suzuki Anri blushed, overwhelmed with shyness and unsure what to do. Before she could even cover her full, perky breasts with her hands, he took one of them into his mouth, causing her to tremble as if struck by lightning, filled with overwhelming shyness. He grasped Suzuki Anri's other soft, firm breast and caressed it wantonly. He looked at her fair, delicate skin, her firm, round breasts, and the two alluring red nipples. He couldn't believe that someone in her thirties could maintain such good looks, appearing as delicate as a twenty-year-old girl. Afei gently bit her nipple, his tongue tracing the areola. His teasing foreplay made Suzuki Anri feel her flower bud secreting nectar, and she felt unbearably ashamed, her eyes tightly closed.

Afei, already aroused by the beautiful young woman, directly lifted Suzuki Anri's short skirt and almost roughly tore her silk pantyhose.

"Good sister, you're not wearing panties, looks like you've been waiting a long time, haven't you?"

Afei released his enormous member.

"No! Afei, listen to me!"

Suzuki Anri, seeing Afei's enormous member, turned pale with fright and struggled to speak.

Afei ignored her and thrust his hips, almost violently entering Suzuki Anri. Good heavens! It was so narrow and tight, and there seemed to be a barrier preventing him from moving forward.

"Sister Anri, are you still... a virgin?"

Afei looked at Suzuki Anri's furrowed brows, flared nostrils, flushed cheeks, closed starry eyes, and head swaying from side to side, and he couldn't believe it, so he had to stop and hold back.

"I wanted to tell you! But you wouldn't listen!"

Suzuki Anri frowned, breathing softly, and said with infinite shyness, "I've practiced 'The Pure Maiden's Skill,' so I'm a virgin! Even though I'm 30 years old now, I'm still a virgin! You have to be gentle with me, okay? Good brother!" "

Are you ready, sister? I'm going to attack now!"

Afei said gently and considerately, and when he discovered that the exquisite young woman beneath him was actually a virgin, he felt that this discovery immediately stimulated his penis to swell and thicken at Suzuki Anri's garden.

"Ah..."

Amidst the delicate furrowing of the beautiful young virgin Suzuki Anri's brows and her soft, melodious cries, Afei thrust his lower body forward again, his massive, thick member piercing Suzuki Anri's hymen, the last proof of her purity.

"...Ah...ah...it hurts...it hurts so much...um..."

Suzuki Anri's delicate brows furrowed, letting out a shy, soft cry, her beautiful eyes filled with tears. On the white sheets beneath Suzuki Anri's lower body, there were specks of her virginity.

Ah Fei had no choice but to remain still again. He gently and considerately undressed Suzuki Anri, and with his two large, strong hands, he lightly kneaded and caressed her fair and delicate breasts. He thoroughly enjoyed the shy struggle of the beautiful, pure virgin beneath him. Suzuki Anri's body trembled, her heart filled with confusion. For 30 years, although she had engaged in sham sexual relations with her sisters in the cult, no man had ever touched her, let alone her soft, perky breasts. His caresses sent a shiver of pleasure through her, her heart filled with boundless shyness.

Ah Fei skillfully and patiently kneaded Suzuki Anri's high, tender breasts, gently yet firmly. As he caressed and stroked her perky breasts, Suzuki Anri's breathing grew heavier and more rapid, her beautiful, blushing head no longer thrashing about, gradually becoming docile.

Overjoyed, he continued to caress and knead Suzuki Anri's full, perky breasts with one hand, while the other hand groped downwards. Suzuki Anri felt a demonic hand move from her high, perky breasts down her soft, slender waist, across her round, smooth thighs, and then slip inside her taut inner thighs.

Suzuki Anri was filled with shyness and joy, but she already felt her body gradually losing its own. Under his weight, her delicate body felt so weak and powerless. His passionate, rough caresses were no longer so frightening. As he kneaded her soft, perky breasts, a tingling pleasure gradually grew stronger, penetrating Suzuki Anri's heart and mind, causing her whole body to tremble and go limp.

"Afei! Don't tease me like this! Hurry up and take me, okay?"

Suzuki Anri, experiencing her first sexual encounter, couldn't help herself and, unaware of the consequences, actively sought pleasure.

Burning with desire, Afei felt as if he heard a divine melody, thrusting repeatedly into the depths of Suzuki Anri's passage. Amidst the cries of pain from the beautiful young virgin, he finally penetrated deeply into Suzuki Anri's body. His hot, hard, enormous member tightly filled Suzuki Anri's narrow, delicate virgin passage, which was now "opened for you."

→Chapter 074- The Pure Yin of a Virgin (Part 2)←

An unprecedented, extreme pleasure made Suzuki Anri's body go numb and weak. Deep inside her, it was so full, so strong, tightly filling every inch of her sacred, deep virgin passage. The previous illusory encounters with her sisters in the cult had become nothing more than scratching an itch through a boot.

Suzuki Anri blushed shyly, her jade-like cheeks flushed, exuding a charming and alluring aura. She felt Ah Fei

's enormous member, deeply inserted into her body, filling her already empty heart and lonely passage with such fullness and heat. Suddenly, Ah Fei felt Suzuki Anri's passage spasm and contract sharply, enveloping his enormous member, as if biting and sucking it like cherry lips. He felt an unparalleled pleasure throughout his body, almost surrendering completely and ejaculating.

"Ah... Ah Fei, this is my Pure Maiden Technique. I'm about to ejaculate. Clench your teeth and prepare to absorb my primordial yin, which will enhance your power! Ah—"

With a long groan from Suzuki Anri, she indeed ejaculated her virgin yin, the impact almost causing Ah Fei to lose control. He clenched his teeth, circulating his inner energy, clearly feeling the cool primordial yin being absorbed through his member without any leakage. His whole body felt relaxed and refreshed, utterly satisfied.

Afei's hands caressed Anri Suzuki's delicate, silky, smooth, and translucent skin, his tongue lightly brushing against her tender, firm, and incredibly sensitive nipples. Finally, his hands traced the contours of Anri Suzuki's long, smooth, and shapely legs, lingering at the base of her hot, soft thighs, teasing the young virgin. His teeth gently bit her rosy, tender nipples. As Anri Suzuki's breathing quickened, her bright red lips parted shyly, and she began to moan softly. Her soft, tender virgin nipples gradually became engorged and erect, while his own member, immersed in Anri Suzuki's tight, delicate passage, grew longer and thicker. He began to thrust and pound violently into her wet, soft passage once more.

"Ah..."

Suzuki Anri, blushing shyly, cried out softly, her cheeks flushed with desire. As a virgin, experiencing her first time, she was overwhelmed by an unprecedented, intoxicating pleasure… The alluring, pure, and shyly beautiful woman's soft, jade-like body, smooth and delicate like white jade, rose and fell with his rhythmic thrusts.

The bed echoed with the shy, passionate moans of a pure virgin. The stunningly beautiful, pure, and elegant classical beauty, Suzuki Anri, blushed with shyness, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, her smooth, snow-white buttocks and legs offering themselves in response, yielding to his pleasure. Suzuki Anri's face flushed with desire, her cheeks rosy, she cried out softly, her lower body soaked in her love juices. Finally, Afei began his final and most frenzied thrusts. Anri Suzuki cried out in pleasure, overwhelmed by his thrusts and penetrations. The intense, ecstatic pleasure drove the beautiful virgin, Anri Suzuki, deeper and deeper into the sea of lustful passion…

“Ah…”

Suddenly, Afei tightly embraced Anri Suzuki’s naked, soft, and smooth waist, pulling her bare, snow-white lower body close to his, and violently ejaculated. Anri Suzuki’s body convulsed and spasmed from his final thrust, her vaginal canal contracting and sucking. The scalding heat of the molten lava sent the classical beauty flying, almost fainting. The pure, beautiful, gentle, and stunningly beautiful classical woman, Anri Suzuki, finally lost her pristine virginity under Afei’s crotch, becoming a charming and mature young woman. On the pristine white sheets beneath Suzuki Anri, patches of blood and smears of semen mingled, soaking a large area and creating a scene of utter disarray and filth.

"Sister, you went to such lengths to satisfy my desires with your 'pure woman' technique. How can I ever thank you enough?"

Afei embraced Suzuki Anri tenderly, speaking softly and affectionately.

"Afei, I did it willingly! You know, the 'pure woman' technique doesn't allow for real sex. Otherwise, a man will die from exhaustion,"

Suzuki Anri said shyly, caressing Afei's chest.

"I'd be willing to die for you, sister!"

Afei teased, recalling a line from *A Chinese Odyssey*.

"You smooth talker! Listen to me!"

Suzuki Anri said coquettishly. "But the cult leader said that only one person can remain unharmed under the intense contraction and suction of the Su Nu Gong (素女功), and that person is the messenger of Amaterasu! Only this method can truly test and prove that you, Afei, are the messenger of Amaterasu!"

"So, this is a good thing for me, Afei! But what if I really die from exhaustion and depletion of my vital energy? Wouldn't that be a huge injustice? Did you all do everything from beginning to end just to prove some damn messenger of Amaterasu? Damn it!"

Afei cursed, laughing and crying at the same time, thinking that the beautiful young female cult leader was also scheming against him. Sooner or later, he would let her personally experience the power of the messenger of Amaterasu!

"I gave you my virginity, and you're still acting innocent after getting what you deserve! You little rascal!"

Suzuki Anri scolded playfully, her eyes

filled with seductive charm. "Afei, I don't care if you're some kind of messenger or not, I love you!" Suzuki Anri was originally a beautiful, pure, gentle, and charming classical beauty. However, as a pure and innocent virgin, she experienced the ecstasy of sexual intercourse with a man for the first time. At the cost of her pristine virginity, she witnessed the intoxicating tenderness behind those soft moans and cries. She couldn't help but feel a deep affection and love for Afei. Her beautiful face flushed, her cheeks glowed, and her heart was filled with shy blush.

"Sister, do you want me to do it again as Afei or as a messenger?"

Afei saw such a beautiful and flawless female body, as pure as a goddess, lying naked on the bed. He excitedly pressed down on her again.

"Good brother, good brother, Anri will always belong to Afei!"

Suzuki Anri raised her two long, snow-white legs and wrapped them around Afei's waist and hips, panting with a look

of spring in her eyes as she savored the taste. Afei pressed down on Suzuki Anri's soft, boneless, and naked body, looking up at the stunning beauty beneath him with her flushed face, firm and erect breasts and pink nipples. He smelled the fragrant scent of her sweat-drenched body, and his wicked lust was rekindled. He thrust and struggled inside Suzuki Anri's snow-white and full body.

"Ah...ah...um...gently...ah...um...ah..."

The beautiful, pure, and charming classical beauty Suzuki Anri couldn't help but cry out softly and moan shyly. A beautiful, snow-white, soft, and completely naked body writhed beneath Afei, thrusting and yielding to his entry and withdrawal. The beautiful, pure, and shyly charming woman was once again forcefully conquered by Afei.

After several bouts of absurd madness, Afei felt not fatigue, but rather refreshed and radiant.

"Afei, you're so strong! No wonder Meihui and Feng'ai are so infatuated with you!"

Suzuki Anri caressed his broad, strong chest with seductive eyes.

"Sister, will you come with me to visit Sister Meihui? Okay?"

Afei said gently but seriously, "After all, Wenjun is newly widowed and depressed; she really needs someone to comfort her!"

"Isn't it all because of your misdeeds?"

Suzuki Anri said coquettishly, "It's rare to see someone so understanding and considerate. I'll go with you! Let's see how Meihui deals with you!"

The two, dressed neatly, went out the door. Seeing the clear blue sky, he thought of how he had suddenly been imprisoned, then rescued by a benefactor, then bullied by villains, then embraced by a beautiful woman—life's changes were as unpredictable as a fleeting cloud! Seeing the beautiful Suzuki Anri by his side, Afei couldn't help but feel a surge of heroic spirit. With a long roar, he leaped into the air, almost reaching the height of a two-story building, before landing shakily. Still shaken, Afei looked at Suzuki Anri and asked, "What happened?"

"That's because you absorbed her Pure Maiden's power! Eighty percent of her power has transferred into your body. How are you going to thank her?"

Suzuki Anri said proudly and coquettishly.

"Good sister, of course I must thank you properly!"

Afei hugged Suzuki Anri's slender waist affectionately and said, "We can cultivate together as husband and wife, I guarantee it will improve your skills!"

"You little rascal! You're so improper!"

Suzuki Anri said coquettishly, her eyes full of spring-like shyness.

Afei stomped his foot, hugged Suzuki Anri, and flew up together. This time they flew even higher, standing on the rooftop, overlooking the antique courtyard around them. Afei recalled the scene in "Once Upon a Time in China – The Lion King" where Jet Li embraced Rosamund Kwan and slowly spun into the air in a romantic atmosphere. The lightness skill was truly amazing. Although he couldn't fly freely like a bird, just experiencing the feeling of ascension was enough to make his heart flutter and his imagination run wild.

"Sister, what place is this?"

Afei suddenly asked, "So antique and elegant, with a grand style, it's a place of great feng shui!"

Before Suzuki Anri could speak, two men in black leaped over, incredibly swift.

"Could it be someone from the Yamaguchi-gumi? Sister will wait here!"

Afei leaped down and shouted, "Who goes there?"

"Who goes there?"

Two men in black shouted sharply, attacking from both sides with lightning speed. Their punches and kicks were like the wind, their movements precise and coordinated, clearly those of highly skilled ninjas. If it were the old A-Fei, he would likely have been overwhelmed, only able to parry without being able to retaliate. However, today A-Fei had just absorbed Suzuki Anri's Yin Essence, greatly enhancing his power. He was basking in his success, itching for a fight. Now, encountering two skilled ninjas, he was overjoyed. He countered their moves with ease, his Tai Chi Divine Skill and Yin Essence rapidly merging within him, making him feel light as a feather and possessing immense strength. He only needed 40% of his power to easily deal with these two ninjas. Seeing the situation turning against them, the two ninjas whistled, and two more ninjas appeared, wielding katana, forming a four-man attack on A-Fei. The katana gleamed, slashing and thrusting with sharp edges, its movements as powerful as a tidal wave, ceaseless and unending. Afei's figure shifted, like a ghost, appearing on the surface like a small boat swaying in a storm, but to Suzuki Anri, Afei was clearly a gazelle leaping across the water, leaving no trace, weaving and dodging between fists, feet, and blades with effortless grace.

Seeing the four still undeterred, and hearing footsteps approaching in the distance, Afei dared not linger. He changed his stance, channeling his inner energy to unleash the Tai Chi Divine Skill, striking after the opponent, yet striking first—a perfect blend of softness and strength, using gentleness to overcome hardness. Previously, Afei could only control Yamai Takeo with his Tai Chi Cloud Hands; now, all four were firmly trapped in the vortex of his Tai Chi Divine Skill, interlocking and relentlessly connected. If this continued, the four would inevitably be exhausted and die.

Seeing the four men panting heavily, suffering terribly, yet unable to escape, were they destined to exhaust their life force and die?

"Young Master Long, please have mercy!"

A melodious voice rang out; it was clearly the beautiful young woman from before.

→Chapter 075- The Heavenly King Sends a Child←

A-Fei immediately withdrew his hand and gracefully stepped aside. He saw the beautiful young woman and a middle-aged man standing not far away, smiling at him. Suzuki Anri, seeing this, hurriedly jumped down from the roof.

The four men were panting heavily, their legs weak, trembling like leaves, and knelt on the ground with a thud.

"You four brothers have never submitted to anyone, not even the deceased Mr. Lin Yuan. How do you feel now?"

the middle-aged man asked with a smile.

"We, the four Lin brothers, have never submitted to anyone, but today we are truly convinced!" the

four men said breathlessly. "We submit, Your Majesty the Emperor!"

"The Emperor?"

A-Fei's head buzzed, staring dumbfounded at the handsome, refined, and otherworldly-looking middle-aged man before him. Could they be here to settle scores, or to demand the return of "The Diary of Higashishiro"?

The beautiful young woman gestured for the four to wait outside, and Afei and Suzuki Anri followed them into the house.

Suzuki Anri knelt and bowed, while Afei pretended to be oblivious, watching the Emperor and the beautiful young woman, hesitating whether he should kneel and bow to this little devil's Emperor.

Seeing Suzuki Anri obediently kneel and bow, Afei could only feign a bow, and the Emperor indeed reached out to help him up.

"Young Master Long! You are the messenger of Amaterasu, how could I dare accept such a grand gesture!"

Emperor Yongren's voice was gentle and melodious, revealing a mild temperament. His face was vigorous and handsome, but his eyes held a faint melancholy. "In principle, I should kneel and pay my respects to you, the messenger of Amaterasu!"

"Two grown men shouldn't kneel back and forth like this!"

the beautiful young woman said with a charming laugh. "Let's sit and talk!"

"Afei, this is our leader, and also our Empress!"

Suzuki Anri introduced respectfully.

Only then did Afei realize that the leader of the popular Saintess Cult was actually Empress Mako Sayuri of the Chrysanthemum Dynasty. He, a young man who had traveled thousands of miles from China to pursue a criminal, was actually sitting and conversing with the Emperor and Empress of the Chrysanthemum Dynasty.

"Hearing the Empress's judgment that Prince Long is indeed the messenger of Amaterasu, I am overjoyed, as if the bright sun has dispelled the clouds and gloom. To be frank, I am deeply worried, and I humbly request your guidance!"

Emperor Yongren said respectfully.

"I am fully aware of the situation in Japan! Your Majesty, please do not worry unnecessarily. Everything is preordained by Heaven, and the cycle of reincarnation has already begun!"

Afei, speaking with Buddhist wisdom, said to Empress Mako Sayuri, "Please lend me a treasure, Master, so that I may offer some guidance on the current situation in Japan!"

"What treasure do you speak of, sir?"

Empress Mako Sayuri asked.

"The 'Heavenly King Sending a Child' painting,"

Afei replied.

"Sir, you are indeed prescient! Our Holy Maiden Sect just acquired this priceless treasure the day before yesterday, and you already knew about it!"

Empress Mako Sayuri instructed Suzuki Anri, "Anri, quickly bring the 'Heavenly King Sending a Child' painting for your instruction!"

Suzuki Anri hurriedly departed.

“Traditional Chinese medicine says: worry injures the liver, excessive thinking injures the spleen, anger injures the heart, grief injures the lungs, and fright injures the kidneys. Your Majesty's excessive worry has caused you to lose your appetite and suffer from insomnia, resulting in weakness and depletion of vital essence.”

Afei gently extended his hands and waved them towards Emperor Yongren, “Your Majesty, please relax your body, close your eyes and rest. In a short while, you will recover!”

Emperor Yongren closed his eyes slightly, feeling the true energy flowing over him, making his whole body warm and comfortable.

“Thank you for your help, young master!”

Empress Mako Sayuri said gently, “Historical records show that in the four thousand years of Japanese history, the alignment of the seven stars has only occurred in three people: the ancient god Izanagi who created humans, the savior of the nation during the Edo Shogunate's unification of Japan, Ryumoto Taro, and you, mentioned in the Great Prophecy!”

“The Great Prophecy?”

Afei exclaimed in surprise.

"Historical records state: Ryumoto Taro, the savior of the Edo Shogunate during its unification of the country, once said upon retiring and ascending to heaven after achieving great success: 'I will return!'"

Empress Makoto Sayuri said softly, "And when I return, I will be you, Young Master Ryumoto!"

"It is my greatest honor to serve the Empress, my esteemed leader!"

Afei leered, sizing up the stunningly beautiful and dignified Empress Makoto Sayuri before him.

Empress Makoto Sayuri noticed Afei's gaze lingering on her full, high breasts, and she blushed shyly, lowering her head demurely.

"Your Majesty, the 'Heavenly King Sending a Child' painting has been brought!"

Suzuki Anri hung the painting in the hall.

"Your Highness has treated my health. Traditional Chinese medicine says: treating the symptoms is not as good as treating the root cause. My illness is in my heart!"

Emperor Yongren said sincerely. "Please, Your Highness, enlighten me!"

Afei pointed to the authentic painting by the master painter Wu Daozi and spoke eloquently: "Your Majesty and Empress, please look at the 'Heavenly King Sending a Child' painting, also known as the 'Birth of Shakyamuni.' It depicts the story of the Buddha Shakyamuni being born as Prince Siddhartha, and his father, King Suddhodana, and Queen Maya carrying him to the temple of the Great Deity Shiva, where the gods worship him.

This painting depicts a foreign story, but the people, ghosts, gods, and beasts in the painting are completely Sinicized and Taoistized, which is due to the increasing integration of Buddhism and Chinese culture during the Tang Dynasty. This painting is rich in imagery, centered on the birth of Shakyamuni, and the various realms of heaven and earth are vividly portrayed. The artistry is superb, the imagination is unique, and it is breathtaking."

"In the picture, the Heavenly King sits upright with his knees pressed together, glaring angrily at the approaching divine beast. One guard desperately holds the beast's reins, while another draws his sword, together subduing it. Behind the Heavenly King, a maidservant grinds ink, and a female minister holds a tablet and a brush, recording this momentous event. This is one part of the content.

"King Suddhodana carries the Holy Infant, walking steadily forward. The Queen follows with hands clasped, and an attendant carries a fan behind them. This is another part

of the content. "Your Majesty and Queen should be able to understand that, in these two parts, intensity and peace, the bizarre and the normal, heaven and earth, nobility and humility, closeness and distance, movement and stillness, joy and anger, love and hate, are contrasted and intertwined.

"Another part, with heavenly maidens holding incense burners, ghosts playing with snakes, and divine beasts bowing in worship, shows the layers of the story's development, effectively revealing the inner states of the main characters through the contrast of external objects."

"Your Majesty and the Empress can also see that the figures' expressions and movements, the ghosts, dragons, lions, and elephants in the painting are all depicted with great charm. The slightly exaggerated shapes further demonstrate the artist's artistic pursuit and taste of 'finding profound meaning within the bounds of rules, and conveying subtle principles beyond unrestrained expression.

' But you all are unaware that it truly contains 'profound meaning' and 'subtle principles'! And you are unaware of the metaphorical relationship between this 'Heavenly King Sending a Child' painting and the religion, the royal family, the coup d'état, and the supernatural beings of the Chrysanthemum Dynasty, are you?" Emperor Yongren

and Empress Masaki Sayuri exchanged astonished glances, their faces paling with shock. They then focused intently on Afei, listening intently, their brows furrowed. They truly hadn't expected that this contained any mysterious secret about the Imperial Family. Suzuki Anri didn't dare breathe, silently observing Afei. Afei, carefully watching

the subtle changes in the expressions of Emperor Yongren and Empress Masaki Sayuri, confidently stated, "The Chrysanthemum Dynasty today appears calm on the surface, but in reality, undercurrents are surging! Your Majesty is well aware of this; surely you know that Afei is not exaggerating?" Emperor Yongren

and Empress Sayuri exchanged a somber glance, remaining silent in tacit agreement. They hadn't expected him to so succinctly reveal the delicate and complex situation in Japan. Emperor Yongren was filled with admiration for this messenger of Amaterasu, while Empress Sayuri gave Afei a shy and alluring look.

"The 'Heavenly King Sending a Child' painting carries profound meaning, yet it miraculously mirrors the current situation in Japan. It's not man-made, but divine will! As the saying goes: 'The way of Heaven is constant; it does not exist for Yao, nor does it perish for Jie.' However, descendants inherit the throne, generation after generation, perpetuating life. And now, the Chrysanthemum Dynasty faces its greatest problem: the succession of its heirs!"

Afei paused here.

Emperor Yongren and Empress Sayuri thought to themselves that this was common knowledge; his knowledge and articulation of it was nothing special.

"The issue of succession directly relates to the imperial succession, which is the direct cause of the current delicate and complex situation in Japan." This is the second profound meaning implied in the painting: the Chrysanthemum Dynasty faces internal strife and fratricide!

Afei paused slightly as he spoke.

Emperor Yongren and Empress Mako Sayuri stared at Afei in utter horror, not just in awe, but in genuine admiration! Prince Akishino, unwilling to submit, still harbored ambitions. Now, with Princess Suzuki Manami having given birth to Prince Akishino Hisahito, Prince Akishino was even more covetous of the throne, eager to seize power. How could Emperor Yongren and Empress Mako Sayuri not be convinced, given that Afei had uncovered such a deep-seated family scandal? Suzuki Anri was completely awestruck by Afei, her eyes filled with a shy, alluring charm as she looked at him.

"In the painting, Prince Sufan carries the Holy Infant, walking steadily forward. The Queen follows with clasped hands, and attendants carry fans behind them. This part of the painting symbolizes the issue of the Chrysanthemum Dynasty's succession!" The Heavenly King sits upright with his knees pressed together, glaring angrily at the approaching divine beast. One guard desperately pulls back the beast's reins, while another draws his sword, together subduing it. This is another part of the scene, symbolizing the internal strife and the struggle for the throne! As for the scene behind the Heavenly King, where a maid is grinding ink and a female official is holding a tablet and a brush to record this momentous event, these all symbolize the many loyal forces assisting His Majesty in quelling the rebellion and pacifying the realm! For example, the Empress's Holy Maiden Cult should be one of them! "

Afei's analysis was methodical, reasonable, insightful, and meticulously crafted. His words struck Emperor Yongren and Empress Masaki Sayuri like a bolt of lightning, leaving them utterly astonished. Suzuki Anri was even more terrified, her face drained of color. Only now did she understand why the leader regarded Afei as a divine being! All three felt as if struck by lightning, their minds suddenly enlightened, and they stood there stunned.

Not only were Emperor Yongren, Empress Masaki Sayuri, and Suzuki Anri surprised that Wu Daozi's 'Heavenly King Sending a Child' from the Tang Dynasty had foreseen the current situation facing the Chrysanthemum Dynasty, but even Afei himself was convinced by his own perfectly fitting and coherent explanation. What was even more brilliant was Afei's subsequent explanation, which was the finishing touch to the entire analysis!

Afei grew increasingly confident as he continued eloquently: 'All these troubles ultimately boil down to the issue of offspring. However, has Your Majesty considered that the Chrysanthemum Dynasty was once a flourishing and prosperous dynasty?'" However, in the nearly 40 years since World War II, the "Chrysanthemum Dynasty" seems to have suffered a severe decline in male offspring. Princesses are born one after another, each adorable, well-behaved, and gentle—truly adorable little girls. Yet, male heirs remain extremely rare, sought after but unavailable.

As the saying goes, "Of the three unfilial acts, the greatest is to have no descendants." The greatest sin is failing the ancestors of the Chrysanthemum Dynasty and neglecting the sacred duties of the Chrysanthemum Dynasty family! Has Your Majesty considered the reasons for this situation?"

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Emperor Yongren and Empress Mako Sayuri exchanged bewildered glances, timidly and hesitantly seeking guidance from Afei: "Please enlighten us, Young Master Long!"

"As far as I know, after Japan's surrender in 1945, although Emperor Hirohito, under the direction of the United States, issued the 'Humanity Declaration' denying the divinity of the Emperor, the Americans were still not entirely at ease. The CIA made a decision after the birth of your father Akihito's second son, Prince Fumihito, to secretly administer drugs to members of the Chrysanthemum Imperial Family, rendering them infertile and thus causing the Chrysanthemum Imperial Family to die out due to its dwindling offspring,"

Afei said with a sneer.

Emperor Yongren and Empress Sayuri exchanged astonished glances, remaining silent. The Chrysanthemum Imperial Family had long heard of this rumor circulating among the people, but they were skeptical, neither believing nor disbelieving, and the official channels had been unable to confirm it.

"Actually, the real reason is already clearly revealed in this painting, 'The Heavenly King Sending a Child': During World War II, the entire Japanese nation became like a ghost, turning into a monster, completely offending and harming the dragon and the lion! The dragon represents China, and the lion and elephant represent the United States, Britain, France, Russia, and other countries. In other words, World War II was too cruel and brutal, killing too many people, seriously damaging the reputation of the Chrysanthemum Dynasty. In Chinese terms, you have committed a great sin, a great debt, and are now in debt." Afei's comments were like a stroke of genius, like a resounding bell, a wake-up call. "As the Buddhist saying goes: good deeds bring good rewards, and evil deeds bring evil consequences; it's not that there's no retribution, it's just that the time hasn't come yet; when the time comes, everything will be repaid. Look at the statistics on the number of people enshrined at Yasukuni Shrine; a total of 2,466 soldiers died in eleven wars." 532 people. Of the eleven wars, only the Meiji Restoration was a civil war within Japanese territory; the other ten were campaigns fought by the Japanese army overseas. These ten wars outside Japan lasted for over five years, resulting in a total of 2,458,781 Japanese soldiers killed in action. However, in neighboring countries and regions affected by the war, the number of military and civilian deaths exceeded 50 million. This is an unbearable historical tragedy! It is the greatest catastrophe in Japanese history! It is also the greatest human catastrophe in human history! A human tragedy! A human catastrophe!

Your Majesty, ask yourself honestly, how many precepts and rules have you violated through killing, stealing, slander, jealousy, greed, adultery, lying, and so on? As the saying goes, cause and effect have their consequences, and retribution is inevitable!

Emperor Yongren's face first changed color, then he was shocked, and then, overwhelmed by Afei's righteous and dignified gaze, he gradually realized the embarrassing reality. Everything seemed to be as Afei had said—cause and effect, retribution is inevitable. The past events were vivid in his mind, and now, after Afei's wake-up call, he felt as if he had been transported to another world. A sense of guilt, remorse, and all sorts of bitter pain surged into his heart, and he knelt on the ground, his body convulsing, whimpering. Afei knew that he had finally completely tamed this emperor of the Chrysanthemum Dynasty, and he sighed deeply.

"Young Master Long,"

Empress Zhenxing Xiaobaihe called out to Afei in a shy and resentful tone, complaining that he had forced the emperor to lose too much face.

Looking at her shy yet alluring appearance, Ah Fei couldn't help but lecherously stare at her high, full breasts. He said gently, "A heart ailment requires a heart remedy: my Tai Chi skills can heal Your Majesty's body, but to heal Your Majesty's mind, only such righteous words, such clear distinction between right and wrong, such a resounding warning, such a thunderous roar, can awaken your kindness once more. Does Your Majesty feel sorry for me?" Empress Xiaobaihe, noticing Ah Fei's inappropriate gaze, shyly avoided his burning, fiery eyes. Emperor Yongren gradually calmed down, looking at Ah Fei with gentle sincerity and saying, "I feel as if I've been through a lifetime, suddenly awakened, and inevitably flustered. Please forgive my lapse in composure, sir. Please enlighten me, sir, what should I do?"

"Your Majesty, please calm down. As the saying goes, 'One should not have the heart to harm others, but one should not be without the heart to guard against others.' First, we should continue our efforts to appease the people and prevent problems before they arise. The Holy Maiden Sect of the Empress is naturally a key force in protecting the Emperor. In addition, Yamaguchi-gumi's Yamai Hiroshi is related to Afei, so we can rely on him. However, the Yamaguchi-gumi has recently suffered a heavy blow, with the Muto brothers dying tragically. Afei is caught in the crossfire and cannot escape guilt. Please forgive him, Your Majesty!"

Afei said, taking the initiative to avoid retaliation later.

"Haha! Young master, you are overthinking it! The Muto brothers are both Fumihito's henchmen, and have always been a thorn in my side, but I have been powerless to help them. I did not expect that you would unintentionally help me relieve a thorn in my side. I am grateful beyond words!"

Emperor Yongren said.

"It was not unintentional, but rather the will of Heaven,"

said Empress Sayuri. "This is precisely Amaterasu's way of helping Your Majesty with the Dragon Prince! These words are truly wise! I will immediately bestow upon Yamai Hiroshi the title of Protector-General! What do you think, young master?"

Emperor Yongren said. Afei knew perfectly well that Emperor Yongren and his Chrysanthemum Dynasty no longer held the power to command the world in modern Japan, but even a centipede, though dead, does not fall; they still wield considerable influence over Japanese political life, and their standing in the hearts of the Japanese people is even higher than that of the Prime Minister. After all, Prime Ministers change frequently, some like pop singers who barely become familiar faces before slinking off the stage. The Emperor, however, is hereditary and an irreplaceable pillar of the people's spirit. Afei confidently stated, "We will maintain our strength internally and win over the hearts of the people externally. As long as the Prime Minister, the Minister of Home Affairs, and the Minister of Foreign Affairs remain neutral and watch from the sidelines, we should have victory in our grasp." "

Your Highness has such a brilliant plan! I am very pleased; only now have the shadows lifted and the blue sky appeared!"

Emperor Yongren was overjoyed, then added sadly, "However, after all, they are all descendants of the late Emperor, born into the Imperial Family. As long as they remain obedient, I have no intention of doing anything excessive."

"Beans are boiled with beans as fuel, the beans weep in the pot. It is difficult to maintain brotherly affection, especially when there is a conflict of interest. We are all born of the same root, why are we so eager to harm each other?" Afei recited leisurely, letting out a long sigh. Brothers, like those in "Close Brothers," often quarrel and fight, but their brotherly love shines through in crucial moments. Empress Zhenxing Xiaobaihe looked at Afei with emotion. A true man isn't just about swords and bloodshed. She saw Afei sometimes full of heroic spirit, sometimes sentimental, sometimes possessing profound martial arts skills, sometimes reciting poetry, and sometimes righteous. Empress Zhenxing Xiaobaihe not only admired him but was also captivated by him. However, when she discovered that he sometimes had ill intentions, leering at her ample bosom, her breasts

pounded wildly, her heart pounded, and she couldn't control herself.

"Of course, I also know what the common concern is between Your Majesty and the Empress!"

Afei said. "As the saying goes, 'treating the symptoms is not as good as treating the root cause.' Tomorrow, I will invite an expert to help Your Majesty regulate his body. Given time, the problem of having children will naturally be resolved!" "Oh? You are so confident, young master?"

Emperor Yongren was overjoyed. "

To solve a problem easily, you first need a blade; to achieve success naturally, you first need water," Afei said with a lecherous glint in his eye, glancing at Empress Mako Sayuri. "Your Majesty and Empress, think about it: with blade and water, given time, won't everything fall into place?"

Empress Mako Sayuri, whether delighted or resentful, gave Afei a shy yet alluring glare. That look made Afei's blood boil, his heart flutter, and his lower body involuntarily harden.

Emperor Yongren was even more delighted, exclaiming, "Young master, you are truly a divine being!" From now on, I have decided to treat you with the respect due to a national hero, and to treat you with the respect due to a teacher: from me down, throughout the court and beyond, all will respectfully address you as "Teacher."

Afei reluctantly bid farewell to Emperor Yongren and Empress Mako Sayuri, though what truly made him reluctant to part was the stunningly beautiful and charming Empress. Suzuki Anri followed Afei back to the Yamai Villa.

Aunt Caiyun and Aunt Suyun, Feng Ai and Suixiang sat together, worried about Yamai Hiroshi and Afei's situation. Seeing Afei return, they were overjoyed; Feng Ai and Suixiang even threw themselves into Afei's arms, weeping with joy.

"Master, are you and he...?"

Feng Ai asked happily, seeing the intimate and shy expressions of Suzuki Anri and Afei.

Lingben Yaoli nodded shyly.

"Afei, are you alright?"

Aunt Caiyun asked with concern.

"Not only am I alright, but Uncle will also be back safely soon. " "

Afei laughed.

"You're not joking with your aunt, are you?"

Aunt Caiyun asked, half-believing.

Afei smiled but didn't answer, changing the subject and asking, "Where's Cousin Yi Nan?"

"Yi Nan went to the Yamaguchi-gumi headquarters," Feng Ai said. Aunt Caiyun quickly interrupted Feng Ai: "Your uncle and Liuxia Dongye are both under investigation. There's no leader, so it's like the monkeys are kings in the absence of tigers. Yi Nan is just a monkey king." Afei was also stunned, but he could only reluctantly hold the fort.

Hearing her explanation, and seeing Aunt Suyun's hesitant and helpless expression, Suzuki Anri whispered something in Feng Ai's ear. Feng Ai's beautiful eyes widened in surprise and she exclaimed, "Afei saw the Emperor?" "

Aunt Caiyun, Aunt Suyun, and Suixiang were all overjoyed.

"Keep it low-key,"

Afei said with a smile, "Keep it a secret."

"Sister Xingli, please tell Sister Feng'ai that we'll go visit Meihui later,"

Afei said to Aunt Caiyun. "Aunt, I have something to tell you!"

Entering the bedroom, Afei pulled Aunt Caiyun into his arms.

"Fei'er: What are you doing?"

Aunt Caiyun struggled, both ashamed and anxious, and asked coquettishly.

"Aunt, are you hiding something? Aunt, you're so resentful, aren't you afraid of making me feel cold?" In the evening, Afei was in a bad mood and maliciously and fiercely pushed Aunt Caiyun down onto the bed, pressing her hard against her plump body.

"Fei'er, no! Why would Aunt deliberately hide something from you?"

Aunt Caiyun said hesitantly, feeling guilty and ashamed. Faced with Afei's almost lewd oppression, she didn't dare to resist.

“Look me in the eyes: Don’t think you can hide anything from my eyes.”

Ah Fei was deeply hurt. He lewdly reached his hand inside Aunt Caiyun’s kimono, grasped her full, soft breasts, and roughly and wildly kneaded them. “Tell me, what exactly is going on with Yi Nan?”

"Ugh!"

Aunt Caiyun groaned in pain as he kneaded her, sighing helplessly, "Yi Nan actually succumbed to his tyranny and pledged allegiance to Prince Fumihito. Afei never imagined that someone as seemingly honest and kind as Yi Nan could harbor such a deep-seated cunning. All that weakness and kindness was just an act, a smokescreen. In fact, Wang should have known better. How many Japanese are truly honest and kind? They're all as cunning as monkeys, as ruthless as devils. They act like grandsons, bowing and scraping like fools, but once they gain power, they become arrogant and domineering, with a shameless and black-hearted dual nature. Such outstanding, extraordinary, unparalleled, and unmatched peaks of power have gone to extremes. They are truly, truly, all of them physiologically and psychologically castrated. The world's number one—Dongfang Bubai:

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"After your accident this morning, he received instructions from Prince Fumihito and took over the Yamaguchi-gumi headquarters while the situation was still under control! I was completely taken aback and couldn't accept Yi-nan's sudden and drastic change. But Yi-nan said he would do everything in his power to rescue you and your uncle. I had no choice but to go with him. What power or method could we possibly have?"

Aunt Caiyun said.

"Uncle and I have been working hard and painstakingly for half a day, only to have Yi-nan reap the benefits and get a free lunch! Hehe! So what? It turns out that we, uncle and uncle, have been setting up a wedding dress for Yi-nan. I don't care about any of this!"

A-Fei said, but then he laughed in exasperation. "But there's one thing. I was arrested by the police. Did Yi-nan inform on me?"

Aunt Caiyun shook her head and denied it. "No! Fei-er, it's absolutely not Yi-nan who informed on you! Absolutely not! Fei-er! You have to believe your aunt!"

"I do believe your aunt." But even Auntie probably wouldn't believe her own lies, right? Never mind! I see. Auntie 2 might not even know the truth.”

A-Fei got up from Aunt Caiyun's voluptuous and alluring body and said. “Now that Yi-Nan has made it big, it seems I don't need to concern myself with Uncle's affairs anymore, right?”

“Fei-er!”

Aunt Caiyun pulled A-Fei back onto her, saying softly, “Prince Wenren is ultimately not as legitimate and upright as the Emperor. Your Uncle has always stood by the Emperor, so it's better if you take care of his affairs; I'll feel more at ease!”

Seeing Afei's silence, Aunt Caiyun knew that Yi Nan had indeed hurt Afei's feelings. She alluringly embraced him and whispered, "Good Fei'er, Aunt knows you're very angry with Yi Nan. If you're not feeling well, Aunt will..." She spoke beside Afei's breasts, this mature and beautiful middle-aged woman surprisingly blushing. "

Is this just to appease me?"

Afei asked, feigning indifference.

"I won't say anything!"

Aunt Caiyun said shyly and coquettishly.

"Good Aunt! I want you to say it!"

Afei pleaded, his lecherous hand slipping between her full, rounded legs, gently caressing and kneading the cleavage revealed by her thin panties.

"Mmm! Fei'er!" "

Aunt Caiyun moaned, her eyes so tender and alluring they could almost drip water, "Good Fei'er, you made me feel so good with your hands! I'm going to die from it! You made me say it out loud, I'm so embarrassed!"

When Fei saw the usually dignified, elegant, and noble mature beauty so charming and seductive, uttering such flirtatious words, he was immediately aroused, his lust rising. He roughly lifted Aunt Caiyun's kimono, his hands wildly caressing and kneading her pair of snow-white, full, soft, and perky breasts. Aunt Caiyun gasped and moaned, her face flushed, her beard blushing, further stimulating Fei to the point of swelling. He released his enormous member, fiercely thrusting it almost through her black panties into Aunt Caiyun's plump and alluring body. As Aunt Yun watched him knead her full, rounded breasts, she felt a tingling, electric pleasure gradually escalate, penetrating her weary mind and causing her body to tremble and soften. Seeing him so roughly pressing against her, rubbing against her already soaked, thin black panties, a familiar yet strange desire welled up deep within her long-empty body. Her heart fluttered, her mind intoxicated. Aunt Yun, her eyes brimming with spring, raised her two long, snow-white legs high, wrapping them around A-Fei's waist and hips, panting and moaning, yet coquettishly pleading, "Fei'er, no! They're still waiting outside to go out together!" "

Ah Fei knew the mature beauty had already submitted, but he needed to completely conquer her, so he used the tactic of feigning indifference. He deliberately increased the intensity of his groping, and his enormous member rubbed and pounded against her vulva. Even through a pair of thin panties, Aunt Caiyun could clearly feel his hardness and size, almost without any barrier, harassing and tormenting her flower, rubbing and pounding against her plump and exquisite petals. Ah Fei deliberately asked, 'Then I'll be leaving!'

'No! Fei'er! Good Fei'er!'

Aunt Caiyun pleaded, clinging to him.

'Auntie, do you want it or not?'

Ah Fei reached straight into her panties, teasing her plump and soft petals, his two fingers shamelessly entering Aunt Caiyun's moist and warm vulva.

'Ah--!'

Aunt Caiyun let out a long groan. Her snow-white, rounded legs involuntarily tightened, then spread apart as much as possible. " As his lecherous hands freely teased her petals and corners, she breathed heavily, her eyes languid, "I don't know! You little rascal! Ah!"

Ah Fei's lecherous hands quickly brought Aunt Caiyun to a climax of desire, withdrawing his wet, gushing fingers. He teased her, saying, "It doesn't seem as intense as that day's ejaculation!"

"You little rascal! You bully me like this, and make fun of me like this!"

Aunt Caiyun hugged Ah Fei shyly and whispered, "Good Fei'er! They're still waiting outside!"

"Auntie, are you really willing to let me go?"

Ah Fei chuckled wickedly.

"Good Fei'er!"

Aunt Caiyun whispered something in Shu Kefei's ear, her eyes languid.

"Auntie must keep her word!"

Ah Fei grinned lewdly and reached out to caress and squeeze her full, white breasts.

Aunt Caiyun glared at him mischievously, her eyes filled with spring. The two had just finished tidying their clothes when they heard the butler call out from outside, "Master, you're back!"

Although Yamai Hiroshi looked somewhat haggard, he seemed to be in good spirits. Yanagishita Eiji and Higashino Shinzaburo followed, also exhausted; it seemed the three had just been released.

Lan Ren, seeing this, knelt down and kowtowed. Everyone paled.

"Uncle! What happened?"

Yin Fei knew the truth but pretended to be confused, asking in astonishment. "

Thanks to the Emperor's boundless grace, he has pardoned the three of us and ordered us to lead the Yamaguchi-gumi to await the Bull's orders!"

Yamai Hiroshi said.

Afei helped the three up, saying humbly, "The three of you are highly respected; how could Afei dare to usurp our position?"

"Sir, please don't be so modest. I, Liu Xia, am in a sorry state, and it was only thanks to your kind words before Guan Yu that I escaped this calamity! I am deeply grateful for your great kindness!"

Liu Xia said, tears welling up in his eyes.

"You are all elders, so please don't keep calling me 'Sir'! I'm not used to it!"

A Fei laughed.

"This is the Emperor's decree: Mr. Long is the Great Envoy of Heaven, and the whole country respectfully addresses him as 'Sir'!"

Dong Ye said.

“Although it’s the Emperor’s decree, Shao is the Emperor’s mistake,” Afei laughed. “Let’s be more casual in private. You can still call me Afei, okay?”

“Since Afei is so insistent, I think we should go along with him!”

Yamai Hiro laughed. “After all, I’m his uncle! But in public, we should still address him as ‘Mr.’”

“I will never forget your life-saving kindness. I will follow your orders, brother Afei, through water and fire. If I even flinch or blink, I’m no hero.” Yamai Hiro was a straightforward man.

“Uncle, Uncle Liuxia, Brother Yamai Hiro, your primary task is to immediately take over all affairs of the Yamaguchi-gumi headquarters. Then await the Emperor’s decree!”

Afei looked at Yamai Hiro hesitantly. “Uncle, um…” Aunt Caiyun and Aunt Anyun, Feng Aixiang, and others were overjoyed, looking at Afei. She was anxious. Cang whispered a few words in Yamai Hiroshi's ear.

"What? That bastard!"

Yamai Hiroshi roared angrily. "Don't worry, Fei, we'll head to headquarters immediately and guarantee to take full control of all Yamaguchi-gumi headquarters affairs! We'll take down that bastard Yi-nan and let him do whatever he wants with us!"

"You three should also be careful!"

Fei said, then drove with Kaede Suzuki Anri to Miyazawa Mie's house.

Unexpectedly, a beautiful and popular actress was tenderly comforting Miyazawa Mie. She wore a striking, high-waisted, form-fitting dress that nearly slipped off her chest, revealing a deep cleavage and mostly snow-white breasts—a sight to behold. Her ivory-like skin, soft shoulders, full breasts, and subtly alluring figure were enough to make any man's nose bleed. Remarkably, her sexy figure was perfectly complemented by a virtuous, gentle, and elegant face. Her hair was styled in a high bun, further enhancing her extraordinary气质 (qi zhi - a kind of refined elegance/aura). Her fair skin and delicate features made her appear like a goddess, breathtakingly beautiful and unparalleled. Her nose was straight and her eyes bright… Her eyes seemed misty, a layer of wet tears, like autumn water. She appeared to be unable to see the village, yet exuded a haughty arrogance. Afei recognized her immediately—it was none other than the sexy goddess, Fujiwara Shizuka.

Fujiwara Shizuka and Miyazawa Mie were bitter rivals in the Japanese film industry, their open and covert struggles lasting over a decade, even worse than the relationship between Maggie Cheung and Lau Kar-ling in Hong Kong. They were irreconcilable enemies. Today, Fujiwara Shizuka came to pay her respects, feeling some sympathy for Miyazawa Mie's fate, but also a touch of schadenfreude, like a detached observer watching her misfortune unfold. It

's less about her comforting Miyazawa Mie and more about her secretly munching on Miyazawa Mie's sadness and pain, thoroughly enjoying it. And to make matters worse, she even came hand-in-hand with her husband, the famous comedian Jinnai Tomonori, deliberately displaying their loving, devoted, and inseparable life in front of Miyazawa Mie. She really loves to put on a show. True marital love is never flaunted in public, nor is it for show. Marital love is not something to be performed for. Anything that appears beautiful, even flawless, is not something to be faked. Things that are not fake will not last! Take Li Xiang, the famous host who once flaunted her marital bliss to reporters worldwide, for example—didn't her marriage quickly fall apart? Her ex-husband, a jewelry tycoon, after having affairs with famous singers, actresses, and hosts, is said to have developed a taste for something else.

Miyazawa Mie was almost driven mad by Fujiwara Shizuka's provocations, yet she had to maintain her composure and feign calmness.

The appearance of Afei made the atmosphere somewhat awkward.

Afei deliberately exclaimed almost fanatically, "Wow! Isn't this the famous Fujiwara from all over Kyushu? Excuse me, shouldn't I call her Mrs. Jinnai now?" "Who are you? I don't recognize you,"

Fujiwara Shizuka said with a smirk.

"Mrs. Jinnai, if you don't recognize him, you should at least recognize me, right?"

Suzuki An said, her face showing displeasure.

"Master Suzuki, what brings you here! Please forgive my rudeness, Shizuka Fujiwara!"

Shizuka Fujiwara bowed, and Afei chuckled to himself, realizing that she was also a follower of the Holy Maiden Cult.

"I thought Madam Jinnai, being a confidante of Master Dutaijing, didn't even respect me?"

Suzuki Anri, quick-witted and sharp-tongued, said seriously, "This young master is Mr. Long Jianfeilong!"

→Chapter 078- Miho Kaede←

Fujiwara Shizuka had naturally heard of Master Dutaijing, and she hurriedly bowed and apologized: "I was blind to your greatness! Please forgive me, Mr. Long!"

"It's alright. I came firstly to comfort Madam Asahara, and secondly, because I'm good friends with General Manager Zhang and General Manager Qin of Xuanwu Emperor Film Company, they are too busy with official business to come today, so they asked me to convey their greetings. Also, I wanted to inform Miss Miyazawa Miho that Xuanwu Company has decided to collaborate with Miss Miho on the Hollywood blockbuster 'The Dragon Empire'."

As Afei spoke, he deliberately leered at Fujiwara Shizuka's ample and high breasts.

Fujiwara Shizuka immediately felt a sense of loss, as if she had fallen from heaven to hell. To make matters worse, her husband, Jinnai Tomonori, oblivious to the situation, congratulated Miyazawa Mie, making Fujiwara Shizuka both ashamed and angry. Her face turned ashen as she said, "If the Master has no further instructions, we will take our leave!"

Jinnai Tomonori, however, feigned humor, saying, "Young Master Long, if you have time, please come to my humble abode. I would like to learn about the art of crosstalk in your country!" "

Since Mr. Jinnai has extended such an invitation, I dare not refuse!"

Afei laughed, thinking to himself, "Don't worry, I will definitely go. Just for your beautiful and sexy wife, I certainly won't disappoint you." He then deliberately stared lewdly at Fujiwara Shizuka's ample breasts, teasingly adding, "I just wonder if Mrs. Jinnai truly welcomes me?"

"Of course you're welcome! Mr. Long's presence would be a great honor for my humble abode, and I, Shizuka, would be extremely honored!"

Fujiwara Shizuka said insincerely, unable to bear Afei's lewd gaze any longer, and hurriedly took her leave.

Miyazawa Mie rushed straight at Afei, almost frantically pounding his chest with her fists, making loud "thump" sounds, crying and cursing, "It's all your fault! It's all your fault! It's all your fault!"

Matsushima Kaede and Suzuki Anri were stunned and at a loss for what to do.

Afei let her vent her anger by hitting him, then gently comforted her in his arms, saying, "It's all my fault! It's all my fault!"

Miyazawa Mie, tired from hitting him, nestled in his arms and said coquettishly, "If it weren't for you helping me curb Fujiwara no Kaori's arrogance, and if you hadn't made me let you off so easily! I would have bitten you to death, you little rascal!" "

Good sister, you can bite me wherever you want, but let me first pay my respects to Foreign Minister Asahara!"

Afei laughed.

Then, Afei, holding Miyazawa Mie, walked to the altar of Asahara Taro, lit incense, bowed, and solemnly said, "The Foreign Minister's spirit is not far away, rest assured, from now on, Afei will definitely take good care of Mie-nee!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Miyazawa Mie said, embarrassed and angry.

Afei hugged and kissed Miyazawa Mie, grinning wickedly, "I'm the receiving official now, here specifically to receive you, the foreign minister's widowed son-in-law and Asian star beauty!"

Matsushima Kaede and Suzuki Anri laughed together, "Then we'll head back first!"

"None of you can leave, you'll both stay with us tonight!"

Afei commanded.

Matsushima Kaede and Suzuki Anri tried to run, but Afei grabbed them, pinning them to the ground, pulling off their clothes, and caressing and kneading them until they were panting heavily.

"You little pervert, what are you doing?"

Miyazawa Mie asked suspiciously.

She was already being kissed by Afei, her breath coming in short gasps. Afei tore open her black mourning clothes, caressing Miyazawa Mie's full, soft breasts, which became even fuller and firmer. He gently sucked and teased her, stimulating her tender nipples until they stood erect like beans. The teasing caused the newly widowed Miyazawa Mie to moan incessantly, her beautiful face radiating with passionate desire, her slightly open eyes displaying unparalleled allure.

Afei thrust himself into Miyazawa Mie's snow-white, full body. Matsushima Kaede and Suzuki Anri, panting passionately, clung to each other, rolling around, their four snow-white legs intertwined and rubbing against each other. It seemed they often engaged in such intimate acts within the Holy Maiden Church; the two women were already kissing and sucking, their caresses making audible sounds. Miyazawa Mie's face flushed, her eyes languid, her hair flying, and her body glistening with sweat—the burning desire ignited within her, causing her to display a seductive and wanton allure. The newly widowed Miyazawa Mie was completely immersed in the pleasure of sex, her heart brimming with joy, lost in ecstasy, her cries rapid and delicate. Her wild, seductive moans and gasps completely erased her former dignified and virtuous Asian star image; at this moment, she was even more alluring and captivating with her wantonness. On

a whim, Afei simply lifted Miyazawa Mie up, thrusting into her delicate petals as he walked to the altar of Minister Asahara Taro, thrusting even more forcefully and violently into the depths of her warm, moist passage, almost wildly and brutally pounding into Miyazawa Mie's mature and beautiful body. Miyazawa Mie was both shy and moved, experiencing such passionate lovemaking, her limbs trembling with excitement. Her smooth, snow-white body swayed wildly back and forth, covered in glistening beads of sweat, appearing even more sexy and alluring against the backdrop of her black mourning clothes. Before the altar of her husband, Foreign Minister Taro Asahara, the newly widowed Miyazawa Mie was repeatedly brought to climax by Afei.

One wonders what Foreign Minister Taro Asahara, who always proclaimed "it's entry, not invasion," would have thought if he had witnessed this scene. Miyazawa Mie finally collapsed onto the tatami mat. Afei then pounced on Suzuki Anri, who was already lost in the surging sea of lust. Having experienced the pleasures of first love, Suzuki Anri, now a true young woman, was infatuated with Afei, deeply infatuated and devoted to him. At this moment, she abandoned Kaede Ai, passionately engaging in a frenzied lovemaking with Afei, who had taken her virginity, their bodies intertwined, responding to his thrusts with an almost obsessive intensity. Suzuki Anri knelt on the tatami mat, her snow-white, plump buttocks raised high, making a "slap slap" sound as he thrust into her.

"Suzuki Anri's soft, boneless, and naked snow-white body undulated and rippled beautifully and pleasurably with his thrusts inside her. As his rhythm grew more and more decisive and the impacts heavier, Suzuki Anri was driven to gasp and cry out by the increasingly intense, electric-like stimulation deep within her. She bit her lip lightly, her beautiful, fiery red head stiffly arched back, her beautiful eyes flashing with an intoxicating and fervent desire. Her long, glossy black hair swayed with her movements, and a fine layer of fragrant sweat seeped from her snow-white skin. She was being drawn by this intense, enduring, primal, and intoxicating stimulation, gradually climbing to the ecstatic climax of their lewd intercourse! Her delicate petals opened their pink mouths passionately, flowing with juices and nectar, a gentle, flowing spring tide." Suzuki Anri collapsed, moaning limply. Afei immediately pinned the overflowing Matsushima Kaede beneath him, thrusting into her violently and almost brutally. Waves of electricity surged through Matsushima Kaede's most sensitive areas, coursing through every corner of her body. At this moment, Matsushima Kaede was intoxicated, her body weak and languid, her vulva flushed, her desire surging. Afei's powerful body throbbed against Matsushima Kaede's beautiful body. He lifted her snow-white, rounded legs high onto his shoulders, pressing them under her chest, practically riding on her body, thrusting fiercely from top to bottom. Emerging from her pink petal-covered path, the "gurgling" sounds were even more alluring and stimulating.

Matsushima Kaede finally truly understood what it meant to "bully someone with power." At this moment, Afei was relying on his power, forcefully and heavily oppressing her. Matsushima Kaede, beneath him, shyly writhed her snow-white, jade-like body, coyly resisting yet welcoming, her bright red cherry lips slightly parted, uttering soft moans and gasps. Suddenly, he bent down and took her engorged, erect, bright red nipple into his mouth, his tongue gently rolling around the tender cherry as he frantically sucked on it. One hand grasped and kneaded her other trembling, delicate, and soft snow-white breast.

"Time flies in and out, rising and falling, up and down, quickly... a surge of heat emanates from her lower body, spreading throughout her entire being, painting layers of blush on Matsushima Kaede's dazzlingly white and beautiful body. Her body moves involuntarily, her high and firm breasts heaving like waves, creating soft and surging waves of milk. Fragrant sweat drips from her body like rain, mingling with the intoxicating, soul-stirring scent of love fluid, amidst her plaintive moans and cries. The man is wild and the woman is seductive, a series of rapid, slapping sounds, panting breaths, and moans, their bodies swaying even more violently, fragrant sweat flying, a strange scent filling the air..." The room was filled with alluring moans and gasps, a seductive atmosphere permeating the entire bedroom. The Chinese character for "power" (势) originally refers to a man's totem; at this moment, the beauties felt a powerful, unstoppable, and overwhelming force, poised to unleash its full potential! Haha! It's all about the man's power!

Afei gradually pushed the beautiful Matsushima Kaede's body and heart towards a soul-stirring climax. The elegant, beautiful, and pure Matsushima Kaede's smooth, white belly began to tremble and writhe, gradually transforming into a wanton thrusting and welcoming motion. Four naked bodies, lost in a sea of carnal desire, joined together in succession. Matsushima Fuyou was completely involuntarily immersed in the surging waves of carnal pleasure, unaware that she had begun to moan without real feeling, her voice growing louder, more plaintive, and alluring. Her starry eyes were half-closed, her delicate brows furrowed, and her cherry lips parted slightly as she let out soft, delicate cries—a captivating sight, a mixture of uncontrollable pain and sweet pleasure. A spasm, both intense and indescribable, spread rapidly and involuntarily throughout her entire body.

"Ah…husband!"

A shy, delicate cry escaped Matsushima Fuyou's lips as she succumbed to the intense stimulation, letting out a rapid, panting moan. A series of breathtaking caresses followed, and Matsushima Fuyou gasped in a dazed, fiery breath: "Ah! Husband!"

Her soft, boneless, slender body convulsed uncontrollably… "Ah…ah!" Matsushima

Kaede's body trembled violently. Her snow-white arms gripped his shoulders tightly, her long, slender legs clamped around his waist, parting her sweet petals as much as possible. Deep within her, the walls of her vagina convulsed and spasmed in a way that was both indescribable and exquisitely intense…

a series of soul-stirring spasms. Unable to withstand the intense stimulation, Matsushima Kaede let out a rapid, panting cry. Her soft, boneless, delicate skin convulsed and spasmed uncontrollably. Her once fiery red vulva instantly turned ashen white, and her cherry-like lips, still panting and gasping, emitted cries that were both arousing and intoxicating. A mournful, delicate cry escaped her lips. "Ah!" With a poignant, soul-stirring cry, her heart spun, her mind went blank, and a soft, alluring moan escaped her lips, finally reaching the pinnacle of ecstasy. Matsushima Kaede's head swayed wildly from side to side, her flowing hair flying like a waterfall. She arched her body, swaying her hips, eagerly responding to Afei's thrusts. Waves of her breasts and buttocks created an indescribable, decadent beauty.

As another climax arrived, Afei's volcanic eruption sent Matsushima Kaede into a frantic, gasping cry, "Ah, my husband! I want to... have your child! Ah..."

A poignant and alluring cry echoed from the room, where spring seemed to linger. Her snow-white, delicate body suddenly clung tightly to A-Fei's, a suffocating spasm and trembling ensued. Her cherry lips parted, her silver teeth digging fiercely into the muscles of A-Fei's shoulder. Matsushima Kaede once again experienced that ecstatic climax of intercourse.

The next morning, Miyazawa Mie and Matsushima Kaede were still fast asleep. A-Fei, refreshed and full of energy, asked Suzuki Anri to accompany him to visit the renowned Japanese actress, Mutou Ran. It was said that if you watched adult films without seeing Mutou Ran, you couldn't call yourself a lecher! A-Fei had always longed to see her! Moreover, this trip had an even more important purpose, a more important task that required Mutou Ran's help to complete successfully.

→Chapter 079- Dual Cultivation←

Originally, Miyazawa Mie had volunteered, insisting on accompanying him. However, Afei considered that Miyazawa Mie was a legitimate film star, while Mutou Ran, despite her fame, was ultimately a member of a cult, which might hurt her pride. Afei chuckled inwardly at his own inability to escape worldly concerns.

Mutou Ran was secretly grieving and shedding tears for the untimely death of Takeshi Takehara. To be honest, Mutou Ran wasn't a stunning beauty, but her delicate face was captivating. Her cheeks were flushed like rouge, her eyes were bright and alluring, and her lips were red and her teeth white. Her bright eyes were unforgettable. Her breasts weren't large or full, but they were small yet round and perky, rising and falling with her breath. Her delicate, translucent skin glided over her pure, beautiful, and slender waist, making her resemble a blooming peony, vibrant and fragrant. A thousand graceful curves, ten thousand enchanting sights, a hidden allure, an inexhaustible charm, an innate allure that flowed naturally, her entire being brimming with a uniquely feminine softness and unparalleled womanly charm.

"Who are you?"

Mutou Ran was quite surprised to see such a handsome man and beautiful woman suddenly appear.

"Sister, I am Suzuki Anri of the Holy Maiden Cult!"

Suzuki Anri said.

"You are the True Master of Suzuki Hall?"

Mutou Ran had naturally heard of the Holy Maiden Cult's reputation, and she then sighed softly, "The Holy Maiden Cult? How could a woman like me be worthy of being your sister! I willingly sacrificed myself for my boyfriend, but after he succeeded, he changed his heart and discarded me like trash. My heart is like still water, and I also intend to see through the world and join the cult, but how can someone of my status be worthy of the title 'Holy Maiden'?"

Mutou Ran murmured self-pityingly.

"The drifting willow catkins have turned to duckweed, the lotus roots are just beginning to entwine in the mud. Cherish this last fragrant petal, remembering the past life. Love turns to thinning when it's at its peak, and now I truly regret my deep affection. I've reached the point of heartbreak again, and tears secretly fall." This is a masterpiece by the Qing Dynasty poet Nalan Xingde

, also known as Rongruo Gongzi! Afei recited, "'Love turns to thinning when it's at its peak'—doesn't that perfectly capture the essence of your tumultuous love life? Aren't the preceding two lines a footnote to your life? Although you are like drifting willow catkins, you are like lotus roots, rising from the mud unsullied. Doesn't your inner purity deserve the title of 'saint'? Sister Anri?"

Of course! Mr. Long is kind-hearted and compassionate, deeply moving us women!"

Suzuki Anri sighed as she listened to Afei's Zen-like words.

Jiewu Tenglan looked at Afei with deep emotion, speechless for a long time, then asked with a sob, "May I ask who you are, sir?" "

This is Young Master Long Jianfei, addressed as 'sir' by special order of the Emperor, not by name!"

said Suzuki Anri.

"So you are the messenger of Amaterasu! Thank you for your kind words, young master!"

Mutou Ran knelt and kowtowed, speaking softly, "Mutou Ran is willing to follow the teachings of the Holy Maiden." Looking at Mutou Ran, her face streaked with tears, she appeared even more beautiful and charming, captivating and alluring. Her soft words, charming smile, and captivating eyes, along with her alluring demeanor, left him with no lustful thoughts. He sighed and said, "The brocade zither has fifty strings for no reason, each string and each bridge evokes thoughts of bygone years. Zhuangzi dreamt he was a butterfly, and the Emperor Wang's heart was entrusted to the cuckoo. The moon shines brightly over the sea, pearls weep, and the sun warms the jade of Lantian." "Smoke. This feeling can only be cherished in memory, for at the time it was already a regret! Who in this world knows whether Zhuangzi dreamt he became a butterfly, or the butterfly dreamt it became Zhuangzi? Mutou Ran, though her body is in the brothel, her heart remains pure: how many people in this world are physically pure, yet their hearts are corrupted by the brothel? Truly, this feeling can only be cherished in memory, for at the time it was already a regret!"

Hearing Afei's Zen-like sigh, Mutou Ran was deeply grateful, her delicate body trembling, unable to hold back her tears. Suzuki Anri was also deeply moved, her heart shaken, and for a moment she stared at Afei, mesmerized.

After saying goodbye to Mutou Ran, in the RV, Afei was filled with emotion and endless感慨 (gǎnkǎi, deep feelings). He said slowly, "Just went to Ozawa Maru, and now Mutou Ran is gone. Everyone sighs with regret, speechless and unable to dry their tears. Worthy of the March 8th banner, an absolutely outstanding youth, selflessly dedicating herself. Two hundred and twelve episodes, it would take a year to finish reading them all. Long Lazy Love, Takagi Aya, Iijima Ai. Who can laugh at the world? Only I, Mutou Ran. Japan's great people's performing artist, sex education worker, pioneer of the visual revolution, and guide for the right hands of countless Chinese teenagers, now 28 years old, and still has not released a single uncensored film. She is actually retiring from the world, how can it not be sad...?" "Afei, do you really want her to do such an important thing? Can she do it? Can she succeed?"

Suzuki Anri asked worriedly.

"Only she can complete this glorious and great task! Don't you believe in her charm? Even the Emperor can't resist! Hehe!"

Afei said, "Afei, when you face Mutou Ran, aren't you moved?" "

Suzuki Anri nestled against Afei's chest and asked gently.

"Before seeing it, I was filled with anticipation and excitement; but after seeing it, I felt a sense of loss and many emotions, without any lustful feelings. Perhaps that's how people are! When they can't have it, they are persistent, but after they get it, they become indifferent, without the passion of the past. Maybe what they can't have is always the best!"

Afei said with emotion.

"Oh! So now that you've got me, do you feel that I'm tasteless? You little rascal!"

Suzuki Anri said coquettishly, her eyebrows raised.

"Sister is always the best! Your Pure Maiden Technique is really amazing. Every time it feels different to me, it's like a cherry mouth tightly biting me, sucking, almost killing me! Good sister, I will teach you the method of dual cultivation in the future, so that we can be together, fly together, cultivate together, and win together! Okay?" "

Ah Fei's lecherous hand slipped inside Suzuki Anri's skirt, caressing and kneading her full, round breasts.

"No! You little pervert!"

Suzuki Anri cried out coquettishly, "All you do is sweet talk, no wonder you've fooled so many beautiful women! Ah—you're hurting me, you little rascal! I'll bite you to death!"

"She won't be peeping, will she?"

Ah Fei deliberately glanced at the female driver in front and asked softly.

"She's my trusted maid, she wouldn't dare even if she had the guts!"

Suzuki Anri asked sweetly, her eyes sparkling with spring, "Little rascal, what are you doing?"

"Didn't you want to bite me?"

Ah Fei lifted Suzuki Anri's skirt, pulled her into a full embrace, and pressed his hand against her thighs—"I want you to swallow me whole!" "

He released his enormous member, and with a slight thrust, he made her straddle his two long, slender, snow-white legs, immediately entering Suzuki Anri's narrow, tight rain-like embrace. 'Ah—'

Suzuki Anri couldn't suppress a groan, 'You little rascal, you're so naughty! Ah!'

'Good sister, don't move. Close your eyes and cultivate your inner energy, circulate your true essence, and use your Pure Maiden Kung Fu and my Tai Chi Divine Skill to blend together, achieving perfect harmony. Naturally, this will benefit both of us in our dual cultivation!'

Afei tightly embraced Suzuki Anri, their lower bodies pressed even more closely together.

'Afei! Husband! Good brother! Good elder brother!'"

With alluring passion, Suzuki Anri wrapped her two fair, pink breasts around Afei's back, offering her sweet, fragrant tongue for him to linger and suckle. Their lips and tongues intertwined, saliva flowing freely.

"Oh!"

Afei gasped and groaned. He felt that although neither of them was moving, Suzuki Anri's vagina seemed to be contracting and opening like her cherry lips, tightly enveloping and sucking his enormous member. Moreover, the collision of the Pure Maiden Kung Fu and Tai Chi Divine Skill's true energy miraculously caused Afei's enormous member to expand, contract, thrust, and move inside her vagina.

"Ah—"

Suzuki Anri hadn't expected that the collision of the Su Nu Kung Fu and Tai Chi Divine Skill's true energy would produce such an incredible automatic phenomenon of a split body. Stimulated by the rhythmic movements of his enormous member, she gasped and cried out, her silver teeth slightly biting, her beautiful head stiffly thrown back, panting heavily, her head swaying from side to side, her hair flying wildly, her starry eyes half-open, half-closed. Suzuki Anri's facial expression was extremely charming and alluring, her sexy little mouth constantly crying out, as if she were in the throes of a supreme sexual climax... Suzuki Anri's soft, boneless, slender, and delicate body convulsed and spasmed uncontrollably, her blushing beauty instantly turning ashen white, her cherry-like mouth emitting rapid and mournful cries that made one's blood boil and become intoxicated.

'Husband!' "

With a poignant and enchanting cry, Suzuki Anri's heart spun, her mind went blank, and her alluring, tender lips, uttered a soft, seductive cry, quickly ascended to the peak of ecstasy in their lovemaking. The two were perfectly joined, their lips and tongues intertwined, their vital energy surging and circulating, their entire bodies enjoying an incomparably blissful and unrestrained sensation. 'Husband, it's so wonderful!' Suzuki Anri said shyly and charmingly, 'You haven't come out yet, do you want me to help you? You little pervert!'

'No need! Good sister, this is quite comfortable! So warm! So soft!'

Afei held Suzuki Anri tightly, 'Why don't I see the other two hall masters of your Holy Maiden Cult?'"

"You mean Ryoko Mitake and Akira Watari?"

Anri Suzuki said softly. "They're not ordinary people: Ryoko Mitake is the wife of Shintaro Ishihara, the Minister of Home Affairs, and Akira Watari's husband is Kosuke Nishimura, the Minister of Education. You may not know him, but if I say he's the main person in charge of revising textbooks, you should know a thing or two, right?"

"Neither of them are good people: how come there are so many wives of right-wing forces in your Holy Maiden Cult? Does the Queen support right-wing forces?"

Afei cursed.

"The Empress doesn't buy into the right-wing forces, but the Emperor is weak and has never dared to offend them. While Mitake Ryoko and Watanabe Akira neither support nor oppose their husbands' right-wing views, they are proud of their high status and have always been aloof and arrogant!"

Suzuki Anri said leisurely. "However, they are also quite pitiful and resentful; their husbands are all all bark and no bite! I don't know what's wrong? So many men in Japan these days are impotent! Even the Emperor..." Afei chuckled inwardly: Those Japanese are all all bark and no bite! He suddenly said, "Shall we go to Adada University?"

"What? Want to see the number one beauty, Ouyang Ruxue?"

Suzuki Anri said sourly.

'Ouyang Ruxue is the number one beauty at Adada University. She's also an expert in Japanese mythology and has a deep connection with our Holy Maiden Cult. The leader is even planning to groom her as his successor!'

Suzuki Anri said coquettishly, "Don't you dare try to take advantage of our Holy Maiden Cult's maidens!" "

Kashida University is a prestigious university in Japan and even Asia. When Afei and Anri Suzuki entered the school, they found a large crowd gathered on campus, along with police cars. It turned out there had been a scandal.

→Chapter 080-" According to an investigation by the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's Railway Police Division, Kazuhide Uekusa

, a 43-year-old well-known television commentator and director of the Waseda Research Institute, was caught peeping under the skirt of a 16-year-old high school girl with a women's makeup mirror on an escalator at Shinagawa Station in Tokyo around 3 PM last Thursday. Uekusa's disgraceful act was witnessed by patrolling police officers, who arrested him on the spot. Police intend to charge Uekusa with harassment in a public place. Uekusa has admitted to peeping and expressed his remorse. A graduate of the University of Tokyo, Uekusa served as an assistant professor at Kyoto University and a senior research fellow in history at the Nomura Research Institute after graduation. Since April of last year, he has been appointed director of the Waseda University Research Institute, specifically assisting Education Minister Kosuke Nishimura in revising textbooks. It's

unbelievable that such a renowned professor at Waseda University would be involved in something like this! Police sirens blared, and the impeccably dressed Kazuhide Uekusa, his face grim, was led away.

"Oh! Didn't expect to meet you here again?" "What a small world! If you want to see Ouyang Ruxue, you'll have to get past me first!"

Dong Jiushixi suddenly noticed Afei and immediately guessed that Afei was there to see Ouyang Ruxue. His anger flared, and he, being the son of the Prime Minister, gave a signal, and four burly policemen surrounded them.

Without a word, the four policemen launched a lightning-fast attack. The university students, always eager for excitement, had just witnessed the professor's embarrassment and were now looking forward to a martial arts spectacle. They quickly swarmed around. Ouyang Ruxue also saw Afei and Suzuki Anri, but Suzuki Anri nonchalantly walked over and stood with her, talking.

Meanwhile, Afei, who had already started eating, found himself surrounded by the four policemen.

"Hey! Are you taking revenge? I'll sue you!"

Afei dodged while taunting them.

"Haha! I'll beat you to a pulp first, do you think I'd be afraid of your lawsuit? Haha! What a joke!" "

Dong Jiushi laughed wildly.

"Hey! Sister Anri, why are you standing by and watching him die?"

Afei dodged with unusual agility, still managing to joke with Anri.

"If Sister Ouyang doesn't care, why should I?"

Suzuki Anri teased with a coquettish laugh.

Ouyang Ruxue blushed from her teasing, and seeing the four burly policemen surrounding Afei, she couldn't help but pant worriedly, "Sister Anri, will he be alright?"

"Him? Who is he?"

Suzuki Anri continued to tease, "I have no idea, maybe they'll really beat him to a pulp, or even make him bleed from the mouth!"

"Then hurry up and help him! Look, he can't fight back!"

Ouyang Ruxue was even more worried seeing Afei's flustered state.

Dong Jiushi began to gloat, shouting even more viciously, "Press your advantage, quickly knock him down!" " Down with this sick man of East Asia!"

"He has no power to fight back? Hehe! Our beautiful girl has fallen in love!"

Suzuki Anri laughed.

"Sister Anri, you're still making fun of me, I'm ignoring you!"

Ouyang Ruxue said shyly.

"Good sister, don't worry! Watch how your Brother Long displays his might!"

Suzuki Anri said, putting her arm around Ouyang Ruxue's soft shoulder.

Afei and the others no longer held back, using their Tai Chi skills to their advantage, grabbing a policeman's wrist, using minimal force to deflect a powerful blow, and hurling him at Dong Jiu, who was pointing and gesturing nearby.

"Bang!"

The two immediately rolled on the ground. Amid the students' laughter, Afei did the same, smashing the other three policemen one after another. The five policemen tumbled together, unable to get up for a long time.

"Mr. Long, please have mercy!"

Finally, the beautiful police inspector appeared and ordered the other officers to quickly help the five disgraceful men into the car.

"Miss Ruxue, do you still recognize me?"

Afei asked with a grin.

"You think you're so clever! One minute it's Zhang Zijian, the next it's Long Jianfei, and then it's that bearded Japanese guy, humph!"

Ouyang Ruxue said coquettishly. No matter how cunning a fox is, it can't fool a good hunter! Humph! I recognize you when you're wearing a disguise, and I still recognize you even when you take it off! Hehe. "Miss Xiangqing, you won't arrest Mr. Long for assaulting a police officer, will you?"

Suzuki Anri walked over and greeted him at the right time.

"With Master Suzuki here, how could I dare! I just saw it; those five were deliberately provoking us." "I never expected that our police station's four top officers would be so easily defeated by Mr. Long!"

The beautiful police inspector glanced at A-Fei with a charming and shy expression and said, "I should thank Mr. Long for showing mercy! Please forgive my rudeness!"

"This is Ikeda Kaori, Tokyo's number one beautiful police inspector!"

Suzuki Anri introduced.

"Ikeda Kaori?"

A-Fei murmured, "Does my sister know Miss Ikeda Kaori?"

"Sir, you have a good memory! Ikeda Kaori is my sister! She's a flight attendant supervisor for Tokyo Airlines!"

Ikeda Kaori said, glancing at A-Fei with a hint of resentment, and said softly, "Kaori once mentioned that she met you on a plane!" "

Looking at her, Afei knew she must have learned about the intimate encounter on the plane from Kaori Ikeda. Afei leered at Kaori Ikeda, who possessed a more mature and voluptuous figure than her sister, Kaori Ikeda, especially her police uniform, short skirt, and stockings, which were even more alluring.

"Your sister is already beautiful, and your sister is even more stunning! You two are truly a pair of beauties!"

Afei sincerely praised. "I also miss Kaori-neechan very much. Sister, please just call me Afei! It sounds more friendly to me!"

Kaori Ikeda couldn't stand Afei's blatant lecherous gaze and shyly took her leave, saying, "We have some things to attend to, so we'll have to take our leave now! Higashiku Shigehiro is young, arrogant, and rude. If he offends us again, please be lenient and don't hold it against him!"

Because Higashiku Shigehiro was the Prime Minister's son, she couldn't help but kindly advise Afei.

"Thank you for your kind advice, sister!" "

Afei's lecherous gaze lingered brazenly on Ikeda Kaori's high, firm breasts and silk-stockinged legs as he teased, "Afei would naturally be more than willing to go easy on you, sister. If Afei ever offends you again, please be lenient with me too!"

Ikeda Kaori, hearing his emphasis on "leniency," naturally understood his implied meaning. Coupled with his almost lewd gaze, she was actually flustered and flustered by this young man's teasing, her face flushed red, and she hurriedly left.

"You know what?"

Suzuki Anri said, "Ikeda Kaori is Tokyo's number one beautiful policewoman, always proud and aloof, remaining unmarried until last year when the chairman of the Mitsubishi Group, Matsushita Shigeru, lost his wife in his old age. Although they weren't the same age, they were a good match, and she finally married into the Matsushita family. She's also a follower of the Holy Maiden Church, and although she's Watanabe Akira's subordinate, she's always been very respectful to me!"

"Isn't that an old cow eating young grass, giving that old man Matsushita a good deal!" "

Afei laughed and said to Suzuki Anri, "It seems she let me go because of you! I should thank you properly!"

"Of course. You little rascal!"

Suzuki Anri said coquettishly, "Go on your date with your Ouyang sister! We'll wait here! Hurry up!"

"Who's going on a date with him?"

Ouyang Ruxue ran back to the dormitory with a shy smile.

The student dormitories of Adada University were very high-end and elegant. After all, it was a private university, and you get what you pay for.

"What? Two pages of the diary are missing?"

Afei asked in surprise.

"Yes!"

Ouyang Ruxue spread out the "Diamond Shiro Diary" and pointed to the last page, "Look, there are obvious signs of tearing here, and Mr. Diamond Shiro wrote his diary very systematically. Each page has a number mark. According to the content analysis, this is clearly a major discovery made in his later years of investigation and research." "Look at the previous page, it says that under the guidance of Amaterasu, he discovered an extremely important secret. Its revelation would shock the world and shatter the sacred image of countless Japanese leaders! But the next page goes on to the final reflections and the persecution by right-wing forces. These two extremely important pages have been torn out! What to do?"

"What to do? There's no way!"

Afei said helplessly.

"No way?"

Ouyang Ruxue asked in surprise.

"Not everything can be resolved!"

Afei sighed thoughtfully. "This definitely involves extremely important figures in Japan! These two pages weren't torn by ordinary people. We can only follow the clues and get to the bottom of it! Ruxue, you're an expert, what advice do you have?"

"Who's your sister! Although we share the same zodiac sign, I'm not necessarily younger than you! Maybe I'm your older sister!" "

Ouyang Ruxue persisted coquettishly.

"Sister or sister, as long as I can see the number one beauty of Dryland University every day, I'd be willing to call you 'Grandma'! Haha!"

Afei laughed cheekily.

"Okay! You said it! From now on, you'll call me Grandma! Hehe!"

Ouyang Ruxue couldn't help but giggle, amused by Afei.

"I can call you that, but if you want to be Grandma, you have to give your grandson a reward first—give me a kiss!"

Afei teased cheekily.

"A slap would be more like a reward!"

Ouyang Ruxue raised her delicate white hand as if to slap Afei's face, but Afei deliberately leaned in, and her hand actually brushed against her face.

"I...I didn't mean to!"

Ouyang Ruxue hurriedly explained, "Are you alright?"

"You didn't mean to, so it's like I did it on purpose!" "

Ah Fei laughed and acted spoiled, "You slapped my face so hard it's swollen, so I have to pretend to be fat, Zixi! Or, my dear sister, why don't you rub it for your brother? Consider it making amends!"

"Fine! You're deliberately bullying me!"

Ouyang Ruxue finally realized he was deliberately teasing her, and she waved her hand and hit him again, both shy and angry.

This time, however, Ah Fei grabbed her wrist, gazing at her beautiful face with tender affection, making Ouyang Ruxue blush and feel infinitely shy.

Ouyang Ruxue was tall and slender, with two willow-leaf eyebrows, a straight and beautiful nose, and nostrils that seemed to flutter slightly. Below her delicate nose was a cherry-like mouth with full, rosy lips that looked like ripe cherries ready to be picked. Anyone who saw her would feel an urge to kiss her. Beneath her snow-white neck, two firm breasts stood out in her beautiful dress, and below that were her round, fragrant buttocks. Ouyang Ruxue exuded a captivating fragrance. Afei had seen many beautiful women, but he had never been as shocked as when he saw Ouyang Ruxue at the Xuanwu Company's Tokyo office that day. He was amazed and thought she was an angel. Ouyang Ruxue possessed an exceptionally outstanding figure and appearance. She was tall with long legs, a round and soft face, a straight and delicate nose, and eyebrows that were lightly arched beneath a wisp of fluffy bangs. Her red lips, accentuated by her pearly white teeth, were even more alluring. Her clear and transparent eyes were almost too dazzling to look directly at, and her flowing, shimmering hair, combined with her perfectly developed, graceful hips and high, full breasts, made her radiate an irresistible beauty. It was as if a celestial being had descended to earth; her otherworldly and stunning beauty was enough to make any normal man fall head over heels in love in an instant.

"Natural beauty cannot be concealed, and a wealth of knowledge brings forth elegance! My sister possesses both, truly a combination of Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai, enough to make countless beautiful women envious!"

Afei exclaimed sincerely, his eyes filled with affection as he said directly, "Ruxue, I love you!"

Hearing Afei's beautiful praise and his direct expression of love, Ouyang Ruxue blushed, too shy to look into his burning eyes.

→Chapter 071- Seto Rika←

Afei gently took her hand, slowly embraced her soft shoulders, and began to kiss her delicate earlobe with boundless tenderness. Ouyang Ruxue's body trembled, and she shyly closed her angelic eyes. When Afei's fiery lips attacked Ouyang Ruxue's alluring red lips, she felt as if she were in a dream; this was a young girl's first kiss! When his tongue parted her lips, she offered no resistance. As his lips intertwined with her tongue, Ouyang Ruxue's mouth began to water. Ignoring the hot, shy moans emanating from Ouyang Ruxue's beautiful, delicate nose, and inhaling the unique, pure fragrance of a virgin, Afei's desire flared. His hands roamed over Ouyang Ruxue's body, first gently caressing her cheeks, feeling the soft, smooth skin beneath his touch… His hands gradually moved down, past her straight, white, graceful neck and her rounded, delicate shoulders, finally grasping her full, firm, soft, and delicate breasts through her thin dress.

"No!"

Ouyang Ruxue struggled and pushed Afei away as if electrocuted. She glared at him shyly and fearfully, then said sarcastically, "We've only met three times, and you're already bullying me like this! You're so mean!"

"It's my fault, I was too forward!"

Afei hurriedly apologized, gently embracing her slender waist. He chuckled, "Ruxue, although we've only met three times, I feel like we've known each other for three years! It's like Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu—a feeling of déjà vu, a feeling of meeting too late!" "

No wonder Wenying said you're very good at sweet-talking girls!"

Ouyang Ruxue said coquettishly.

"Oh? What secret did Sister Wenying reveal to you?"

Afei gently embraced Ouyang Ruxue's soft, graceful body, his lips brushing against her fair ear.

"I won't tell you!"

Ouyang Ruxue shyly twisted her lips to avoid his, her heart pounding as she changed the subject coquettishly, "Three meetings, three faces, who knows what your true face really looks like? Humph!"

"Do you think my original face is better looking? Or Zhang Zijian's or that Mutō Tsuyoshi's face?"

Afei asked with a smile.

"If you ask me, those two are better looking than you are now!"

Ouyang Ruxue deliberately said coyly.

"Really? That beard is good-looking?"

Afei asked in exaggerated surprise.

Ouyang Ruxue replied casually, "I just happen to like big beards, so what? Humph!"

"Since you like beards, that makes things easy!"

Afei suddenly rubbed his stubble against her cheek.

"What are you doing? You big bad guy! Mmm..."

Ouyang Ruxue initially struggled and resisted, but when Afei kissed her cherry-like lips again, her struggling hands gradually weakened, her delicate body went numb and limp, and she parted her cherry lips slightly, unknowingly sticking out her fragrant little tongue, clumsily kissing his wet and hot lips in return.

Afei took the opportunity to bite and kiss Ouyang Ruxue's sweet and soft tongue, passionately entwining it, greedily sucking, their lips and tongues intertwined, saliva flowing freely, his lustful hands once again grasping Ouyang Ruxue's full, perky, soft and tender virgin breasts through the thin dress, gently stroking and kneading them.

"Mmm..."

Ouyang Ruxue's jade cheeks flushed red, and she shyly parted her jade teeth, this time she did not struggle or resist to push him away, but instead couldn't help but haphazardly stroke his back, letting him passionately wrap his soft and sweet tongue around her and suck wildly.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm..."

Ouyang Ruxue's delicate nose twitched with a shy, hot moan. At this moment, Ouyang Ruxue's eyes were filled with allure, her brows delicately arched. She felt Afei's large hands caressing her from behind, moving down her shoulders to her waist. The warm sensation lingered where he touched her, occasionally brushing against her full buttocks—those were the mounds of a beautiful woman! He wantonly grasped and kneaded her firm, round buttocks, unable to tear himself away. But his skills didn't stop there. Lost in his lustful reverie, Ouyang Ruxue's hand slipped inside her skirt.

"Ah! No!"

Ouyang Ruxue cried out in a flustered, shy voice, desperately grabbing Afei's lecherous hand, panting and pleading, "Please, spare me! Okay?"

"Ruxue, don't you understand my feelings?"

Afei helplessly withdrew his hand.

"You big bad guy, are you angry?"

Ouyang Ruxue saw the disappointment on his face and nestled into his arms with a pang of pity.

"How could I dare to be angry? A heavenly beauty like you is already more than enough to grant me the favor of holding your warm and fragrant body. How could I dare to be angry?"

Afei deliberately put on a tense face and mocked himself.

"Silly girl! I've never seen Afei so cold before. I nestled against his chest, shyly and sweetly whispering, 'My good friend is here!'"

Afei, seeing her shy and charming expression, excitedly cupped her pretty face and said, "Ruxue, it's all my fault! I was so impatient! My dear Ruxue, wait until your good friend leaves, then you can accept me as your good friend, okay?"

Ouyang Ruxue, understanding the obvious implication in his words, playfully punched his chest, saying coquettishly, "You're so naughty! You're so naughty!"

Afei kissed her cherry-like lips again, their tongues entwined in a passionate kiss. Just as his hand was about to unbutton her dress, there was a knock at the door.

"Ruxue! Miss Ruxue!"

A woman's gentle and melodious voice called out.

"Let me go! It's our Professor Lazy Hu Lixiang!"

Ouyang Ruxue struggled to push Afei away.

"Call me 'good brother' and I'll let you go!"

Afei, however, held Ruxue tightly in his arms.

"Good brother!"

Ouyang Ruxue called out sweetly and shyly, even kissing Afei on the cheek.

Afei released her, satisfied. She went to open the door, giving him a sly glare as she said, "You big bad guy, taking advantage of my misfortune!"

The door opened, revealing a beautiful professor, Rika Ouyang, a beautiful woman in her thirties. Although her charming face couldn't hide the faint wrinkles around her eyes, it didn't detract from her beauty; instead, it gave her a mature charm, a captivating allure beyond that of an average young woman.

Every gesture and movement exuded the elegant and dignified air unique to mature women. She was graceful and elegant. Her deep, dark eyes, perfectly proportioned eyebrows, luscious lips, and beautiful cheeks, combined with her long, grass-green dress, revealed glimpses of her still-full and firm breasts with her movements.

"Professor Rika, hello!"

Ouyang Ruxue said.

"Ru Xue, this must be Mr. Long?"

Lan Hu Lixiang asked anxiously.

"This is Ms. Lan Hu Lixiang, a dance professor at our university's art college!"

Ouyang Ru Xue introduced, then whispered in A Fei's ear, "Professor Uekusa Kazuhide, who was just arrested for peeping, is her husband!"

"I am Long Jianfei! May I ask what you need, madam?"

A Fei asked.

"I have something I'd like to ask you, sir. May I ask you to come to my office for a talk?"

Lan Hu Lixiang pleaded.

A Fei looked at Ouyang Ru Xue with a questioning gaze.

"Go ahead! Don't forget the important thing!"

Ouyang Ru Xue hinted, searching for the missing part of the diary.

"Don't worry!"

A Fei grinned mischievously, giving her a light kiss on the cheek.

Ouyang Ru Xue glanced shyly at Lan Hu Lixiang and hurriedly closed the door.

The professor's office was very elegant and comfortable, and the beautiful professor's office was decorated with a refined and elegant touch.

Unexpectedly, just as he entered and closed the door, Lazy Rika suddenly knelt down in front of A-Fei with a "thump," anxiously pleading, "Mr. Long, please save Ueka!"

"Madam, please get up quickly, let's talk this out!"

A-Fei saw such a mature and beautiful professor kneeling at his feet, her long dress revealing a deep, white cleavage and full, rounded breasts, which immediately aroused the desire he had suppressed under Ouyang Ruxue's influence. He reached out to help the mature beauty up.

"Mr. Long, you must promise me!"

Lazy Rika pleaded.

“Madam, there’s no need to be so alarmed and worried. Professor Uekusa only had a moment of pleasure; peeping isn’t a serious crime. He’ll be out in a couple of days!”

Afei comforted her. “Compared to the shrine lewd incident, isn’t it a small fry?”

“No! Mr. Ryu, you don’t know this,”

Rika said, even more worried. “Do you know who his victim was? That little girl is none other than Junko, the daughter of Prince Fumihito and Princess Asakura Maimi! Do you think Prince Fumihito, so arrogant and tyrannical, will let this go so easily?”

“Ah? This is indeed a difficult situation!”

Afei frowned upon hearing this.

“Mr. Ryu! You must save Uekusa! I beg you!”

Rika knelt down before Afei again in desperation, pleading desperately. Being pleaded with like this by a beautiful woman gave Afei a strange sense of pleasure. He hurriedly helped the mature, beautiful woman up.

“Mr. Ryu, I won’t get up unless you agree!”

Rika sobbed.

"Since you've pleaded so earnestly, Madam, I, Afei, am not heartless! Please get up, Madam! Otherwise, I'll feel sorry for you!"

Afei began to tease the married woman. "I can agree, but Madam must tell me the truth!"

Lazy Rika had already noticed his lecherous gaze lingering over her high breasts, and as he helped her up, he deliberately caressed her soft waist and shoulders. Judging from his tone, he had already agreed. Although it contained a hint of teasing and flirting, she still needed his help, so she could only remain shy and silent.

"With such a stunningly beautiful wife at home, how could Professor Uekusa still be so insatiable as to do such a shameful thing? I truly admire Professor Uekusa's vigorous spirit even in his old age!"

Afei said with a smile.

“Him!”

Lazy Rika sighed, her voice filled with resentment and bitterness. “He’s not vigorous in his old age; quite the opposite, he’s utterly listless. Drinking and medicine are useless. Then, I don’t know who gave him this idea: that spying on young girls could stimulate his senses. He was bewitched and did such a shameful thing! But he is, after all, my husband. At home, one obeys one’s parents; after marriage, one obeys one’s husband. How could I stand idly by?”

“Madam, you are so beautiful and charming, it’s a pity you have to endure loneliness and emptiness. It’s truly a waste of talent!”

Afei’s lecherous eyes roamed over her body. Lazy Rika felt her heart ache with resentment, her spirit broken, and she fell silent. She hadn’t expected this young man to be so understanding, and she looked at him with gratitude.

“This matter involves Prince Fumihito. How can you be so confident that I can handle it?”

Afei asked.

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