Before the hour of the dog, Qiao San had already fled from the Yihong Building. He could no longer endure the aggressive advances of a crowd of courtesans. Although titles were intangible, his status as the nearly official leader suddenly made him shine brilliantly, attracting all the prostitutes who wished they could devour him whole.
“Oh… It would have been great if I really became the leader, but instead, it turned out to be merely a ‘Hongmen Banquet’!” Qiao San raised his head, gazing at the night sky filled with stars. His reflective mood suddenly sharpened, and he instinctively tightened the specially-made belt around his waist.
Damn it, I still have to attend this Hongmen Banquet. Let me just go and see what those idiots are up to!
“Little Horn — Bold Third — arrive —” The hoarse voice of the ruffian clerk echoed again through the murky atmosphere of the City God Temple.
“Hmph! Just as I suspected—they’ve got no good intentions!” Qiao San’s face still wore a casual smile, but his mind was highly alert. From the subtle cues in the master of ceremonies announcing the names and titles, he became certain that none of the major leaders had any intention of keeping their promises!
“Brother Cai, everyone, Xiao San greets you with respect!” Da Dan San raised his fists in a respectful bow. A subtle glint flickered in his eyes beneath his lowered eyelids. Since his mysterious return from the Ghost Forest, his six senses had become sharper and more extraordinary than before.
Although everyone in the hall wore a smiling face, Qiao San sensed a chilling aura of murder in the air. Behind the gauze curtains hanging on both sides, he even “saw” occasional glimmers of cold light flashing by!
“Heh, heh… Xiao San, come here, come on… In the past, I, your Brother Cai, treated you poorly. Today, let’s make up for it with three cups!”
The burly man with a full beard is indeed Qiao San’s direct boss. Although Boss Cai truly feels a bit reluctant about losing this subordinate, when it comes to interests, he will not hesitate at all!
“Cheers!” A group of rowdy ruffians sat around a table, and in no time, the ground was littered with numerous wine jars.
Under the influence of alcohol, a prominent ruffian casually remarked, “Bold San, you’ve brought honor and glory to our rascal community. When are you planning to hold the grand ceremony for your promotion?”
The drunken San, swaying and bold in his inebriation, blurted out the truth while shaking his head and rocking his body: “I don’t have the… qualifications. I’m just filling in for Brother Cai on this trip. Naturally, the seat of honor should belong to my own boss. Otherwise, wouldn’t that be an act of rebellion?! Brothers, what do you think—what I’m saying makes sense, right?!”
“Ahh!” Cai Laoda’s expression froze for a moment, then turned to ecstatic joy. As he burst into laughter, he secretly cursed himself for being so foolish—how could he have only thought about killing Da Gan San, without remembering this crucial detail? He had nearly killed his own most “loyal” subordinate!
“Haha… everyone, my little brother here is truly loyal! Come on, everyone raise your glasses; let’s toast three more times for our rogue community producing such a fine fellow!”
“This…” None of the major gang leaders had anticipated such a dramatic turn of events, even if they had racked their brains beforehand. There was certainly no need to kill the bold San now, and the group’s anger swiftly shifted towards the now-powerful Cai Lao Da.
With a “plop!” the group of rowdy ruffians, who were in the midst of a heated argument, suddenly fell silent as the audacious San Qiao tripped and collapsed onto the ground, completely drunk and unconscious.
“Xiao San, Xiao San!” Cai the Elder had never shown such concern for his underling before. He quickly helped Ba Dan San up and then barked orders to his loyal men, “Hurry up and send Ba Dan San back to the city. Remember, don’t let him catch a chill, or I’ll have your heads!”
When Qiao San returned to the Qiao family mansion from the headquarters of the ruffians, the midnight drumbeat had long since faded away.
The light in Eldest Brother’s study was still flickering, while the bedroom of the elder brother’s wife remained as always pitch black, as if silently warning the ill-intentioned younger brother with unspoken words: Stop daydreaming!
Sighing involuntarily, Qiao San walked to the window outside his brother’s wife’s room, gazing at the tightly closed door with helplessness evident in his eyes.
Lady Qing’s chastity always exceeded his expectations. The previous spring scene at the Longmu Temple had already been so captivating, breaking taboos and defying conventions. Yet, the lonely Lady Qing still managed to persevere with gritted teeth, leaving Qiao San both deeply admiring and frustrated, as he was reluctant to hurt the fair maiden.
Although Qiao San was only pretending to be drunk, he had indeed become somewhat intoxicated. Adding to his restless state, he accidentally tripped over some clutter while turning around, creating a faint but crisp sound in the quiet of the night!
“Who?! Is it the third younger brother?!” The study in the distance remained brightly lit, while from the nearby bedroom came the melodious, delighted yet anxious voice of my sister-in-law.
“Yes… it’s me!” Qiao San’s throat felt dry, his bitter voice revealing a hint of embarrassment. A man with thick skin like him couldn’t help but blush and feel flustered at being caught near his brother’s wife’s window late at night, and he instinctively glanced toward the study.
“Crack!” To Qiao San’s surprise, Qing Niang, her cloak wrapped tightly around her, pushed the door open and stepped out. From this brief moment, it was clear that the dignified and beautiful woman had also been tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
Alas… bitter indeed! The beautiful woman faces the same dilemma!
Advance, but cannot advance! The worldly ethics and norms are like a great mountain, pressing upon Qing Niang’s noble heart, suffocating her until she could barely breathe!
Retreat? There’s nowhere to retreat to! The tremors of the heart have long been etched into the soul. Even a celestial immortal would be powerless against the surge of desire, let alone Qing Niang, a mere mortal flesh and blood.
Every time she awakens in the dead of night, tears soaking her pillow, Qing Niang always feels her feverish body burning with desire, her empty, yearning core filled with longing, and her secretly opened heart trembling at the image of her younger uncle…
“San… San Di, you… how could you drink so much alcohol?! Take care of your health!”
Awkwardness vanished within the care expressed, and unspoken emotions found a graceful excuse to flutter freely. Qing Niang gently scolded her younger brother-in-law with a few soft words, then headed directly to the kitchen, saying, “I’ll boil some water for you. Take a bath before sleeping; otherwise, you’ll surely have a headache tomorrow morning!”
“Qing Niang–“
Just as his brother’s wife was about to pass by, Qiao San suddenly reached out his big hand and tightly grasped her wrist. The surge of deep emotion was like a roaring wave, unstoppable. The force was so overwhelming that it made the woman instinctively pull back her wrist, but he fiercely, powerfully, and passionately pulled her into his arms.
“Hmm…” Qing Niang was just about to open her mouth to protest when, unexpectedly, her younger brother-in-law’s lips and tongue, heavy with the scent of alcohol, forcefully captured hers. The man’s arms were as strong as iron bands, locking not only the beautiful woman’s body but also her heart!
“Third Brother… no!” Her husband was right under the same roof. Although the thrill of the secret affair made her body burn with passion, instinctive fear left Qing Niang equally unable to control herself!
“Dear sister-in-law, I… I want you! I want to love you, love you for the rest of my life!” Alcohol can cloud one’s judgment and embolden the timid. The strong liquor, far from being a good thing, intensified Qiao San’s audacity, causing him to ignore his sister-in-law’s protests as his words and hands wantonly ignited the long-suppressed desires of the mature beauty.
Although Lady Qing struggled, the friction only ignited boundless pleasure. An invisible flame of desire seeped through their clothing, its scorching heat flooding the beauty’s tender breasts, hardening her quivering nipples, and simultaneously sending Qiao San’s arousal surging upward in an instant!
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