Chapter 38: The Three Unlucky Men

Long Feng put down the tired figure of Li Jingyi on the sofa and sat down comfortably on her side, leaning back and relaxing.

Finally he turned his attention towards the another person in the room.

"Now, what exactly were you going to tell me?"

Manager Yan had been lost in her thoughts ever since they entered the room. His sudden question finally brought her back to reality.

She took a slow breath and forced herself to calm her racing thoughts.

"Young Master Long, there is someone here whom I know from the Blood Eagle Gang."

Long Feng’s expression immediately became slightly more serious.

"Who?"

She raised her hand and pointed toward the large glass wall overlooking the second floor.

Long Feng followed her gaze. Through the glass, he saw a table arranged upon the second-floor. Three men were sitting together, drinking and talking.

"They are the ones."

Long Feng narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the three men. After a moment, he nodded.

"Understood."

He stood up from the sofa, intending to leave immediately. However, just then, he realized that he was still completely naked.

He looked down briefly upon the naked figure of Li Jingyi and commanded her with a slap of her curvy buttocks.

Slap-

"Alright, enough relaxing. Now get on your feet."

"Mmm." But she seemed to too tired to speak, let alone stand up. Letting out a small moan, she shifted her position and continue sleeping.

Having no option with her, he still didn’t stand up and just turned his gaze toward Manager Yan.

"It seems that you didn’t train your people properly. Never mind, you come in her place now."

"M..e me."

Yan Tong didn’t expect him to request such thing. No, it’s not even said request, but more seems like a order for her.

But Long Feng’s expressions remain unaffected as if this was very natural.

Just his lips curled into a mischievous, knowing smile as he leaned forward, "Manager Yan, I have some more important matter to attend, so you should hurry up."

"I... I understand, young master." she faltered, her cheeks flushed with desire.

She slowly stood up and come close to him.

But Long Feng’s patience given up as he grabbed her hand and pushed her on her knees. His semi-erect cum-filled cock was in front of her face.

"Clean it up."

She hesitated in conflict, but her body betrayed her with a surge of heat as she felt his dick brush against her plump lips.

She wrapped her fingers around his dick, stroking it gently. Her other hand glided across his firm torso, tracing the lines of his abs with her fingers.

As she leaned closer, her hot breath brushing against his skin, causing him to shiver with anticipation. Her tongue tracing upon his chest, licking all of the cum drops spills over the skin.

From chest to hips, then she began to lick his dick like a sweet candy.

Without thinking anymore, she parted her lips and took his thick dick in her mouth, tasting the saltiness of their mixed cum.

As he also began to gently thrust into her warm, wet depths.

"Nhhmmm~~"

A soft moan escaped her lips as she felt his fat cock slide deeper, filling her mouth. It ignited a primal hunger in her heart that she couldn’t control.

She looked up at him, her red lips wrapped around his throbbing mushroom head. Her sultry eyes locking with his as if begging for approval.

Long Feng gaze filled with raw lust and hunger, his chest slowly rising and falling with each heavy breath.

"That’s it... just like that," he growled. His lustful voice was encouraging her to take him deeper.

Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked harder. The wet, lewd sounds of sucking filled the room.

slurp~ shlurp~~

Her pink-tongue worked skillfully, teasing the sensitive mushroom head with each stroke.

Long Feng grip tightened in her blonde hair, pulling her closer with every thrust.

"As expected of a experienced slut."

He murmured, as his hips bucked in rhythm with her bobbing head.

Gakh~ Guhhg~

He pushed deeper into her mouth, his massive dick nearly choking her with its sheer size and her eyes well up with tears.

But the feeling of having his thick, pulsing cock in her mouth was intoxicating, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

"Mphh~~"

Yan Tong’s muffled moans vibrated around his cock as she felt him thicken inside her mouth. The swollen tip pressing against the back of her throat with each deep thrust.

His size was overwhelming, a beast that her body eagerly surrendered to.

Her lips stretched wide around him, barely able to take all of him in, but she worked her mouth tirelessly, savoring every inch she could manage.

Pah~ pah~

Long Feng’s balls slapped against her chin with each thrust.

He pushed himself deeper, his movements becoming frantic and urgent.

Spurt~ Spurt~

With a sudden rush, he reached at his climax. A powerful surge of hot liquid exploded in her mouth.

"Don’t spill a single drop..."

Gulp~ Gulp~

Yan Tong swallowed eagerly, taking every drop of his salty cum to her throat. Only after that she finally stood up with a satisfied smile.

With a helpless sigh, she walked over and picked up his clothes.

"Let me help you to put these robes."

She helped him dress properly, adjusting his clothes until he was presentable again. Once he get ready, he gave a small smack upon her buttocks.

"Get ready your ass. I’m going to tear your pussy apart tonight."

Her cheeks blushed in shame and embarrassment, but her mind could not stop thinking about all the things that were going to happen tonight.

However, Long Feng didn’t waste any more time. He turned around and walked out of the room.

His gaze became cold as he headed toward the second floor.

The three men from the Blood Eagle Gang had no idea that someone had already noticed their presence.

/

On the second floor of Moonlit Pavilion, the atmosphere was much livelier than below.

Music played softly in the background while servants moved between the tables, carrying wine and dishes. At one of the tables near the glass railing, three men sat together.

"Young Master Han, we should leave soon. If the Gang Leader finds out that we came here and wasted so much time, he won’t be pleased."

Qin Mo glanced around the pavilion before turning toward Han Wei, said with hesitation.

However, Han Wei lazily picked up his wine cup without any worry.

He looked no older than twenty-five. But he wore expensive clothes and several pieces of valuable-looking jade around his waist.

His face was handsome, but his eyes were filled with arrogance and a hint of cruelty.

"Oh, Qin Mo, why are you worrying so much?"

"Young Master, we were ordered to return as soon as possible." Qin Mo tried to make him understand, but failed miserably.

"Relax. This isn’t our first time coming to Moonlit Pavilion."

Zhao Kui, who had remained silent until then, chuckled. He was a broad-shouldered man with a scar across his left cheek, and strongest among them.

"Qin Mo, you’re worrying too much. Let the young master enjoy himself for a while."

He raised his wine cup and took a sip.

"We’re both at the True Spirit Realm. Unless someone deliberately causes some enormous trouble, keeping young master safe won’t be a problem."

Hearing him, Qin Mo sighed.

He knew that Zhao Kui was right. The two of them had been assigned as Han Wei’s bodyguards.

Their cultivation was far above Han Wei’s Spirit Condensing Realm cultivation, so protecting him in a place like this shouldn’t have been difficult.

But the real problem was Han Wei himself.

The young master of their family had always been arrogant, reckless, and excessively fond of women.

Even now, as a female servant placed a tray of wine on their table, Han Wei’s eyes immediately wandered over her figure.

"Leave the wine here."

The maid politely placed the cups on the table.

As she turned to leave, Han Wei reached out and caught her hand.

"Young Master..." The maid stiffened.

Han Wei grinned and pulled her slightly closer, behaving as though he owned the entire pavilion.

"Don’t be so nervous. Come closer and pour me another cup."

The three men continued drinking and enjoying pleasing moves of dancers. After some time, Han Wei leaned back in his chair.

"I’ll be back."

Han Wei waved his hand dismissively before walking away.

Qin Mo watched him disappear down the corridor.

"He’s been drinking quite a bit."

Zhao Kui took another sip without caring. By then, both of them were also a little drunk. Their movements were still steady, but their minds were no longer as sharp as before.

In his mind, he was just going for bathroom, what could be wrong there.

"Don’t worry. We’re right here."

But several more minutes passed and their young master still hadn’t returned.

Qin Mo couldn’t take anymore and stood up.

"Why hasn’t Young Master Han come back?"

Zhao Kui glanced toward the corridor.

"With Young Master Han’s nature, perhaps he found another beauty on the way." He laughed.

However, Qin Mo didn’t find it amusing and said, "Still, I’ll go check."

"Don’t take too long," Zhao Kui said carelessly.

Qin Mo nodded and walked toward the bathroom.

Zhao Kui kept drinking just like that, but his laugh did not last long. After some time, even Qin Mo still did not come back.

Seeing both of them gone, he felt a little suspicious. So he also went to check.

He moved through the corridor, occasionally glancing around. He didn’t see any of their figure there. Finally, he reached at the bathroom.

But then moment he stepped inside—

Bang!

A figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Qin Mo barely had time to react before a fist slammed into his abdomen. His body flew backward and crashed heavily against the wall.

"Ugh!"

He slid down and fell to the floor. His eyes widened as he struggled to breathe. Only then did he see the scene clearly.