Please Enjoy... Great Master
Please enjoy... Great Master......
A quiet, peaceful Gansu province. Most households had long since retired to comfortable beds. No one would have imagined an ambush striking in the dead of night. Especially not at the Sagong family manor. But it was no dream or illusion. It was stark reality.
Whoosh.Whoosh.Whoosh.
Shadowy figures vaulted lightly over the walls, infiltrating the Sagong family manor. They were, of course, the Jeolhwadae.
As a small family clan, the Sagong manor wasn't large. Compared to the Golden Dragon Battlefield headquarters, it was downright modest. The inner quarters were already visible just ahead. That's where the family head and matriarch would be.
The Jeolhwadae leaped over the inner walls without hesitation.
Whoosh.Whoosh.Whoosh.Whoosh.Thud.Thud.Thud.Thud.
The sound of four figures landing softly on the ground. Sagong Ok and Mok Un-gyo, who had been chatting leisurely, were stunned.
"W-Who goes there!"
"A-Assassins?!"
With weapons at the ready and dressed in black night clothes, the intruders screamed assassin squad to them. They radiated clear killing intent anyway, so from the defenders' perspective, it hardly mattered.
"Tch!"
Sagong Ok launched himself forward. Mok Un-gyo moved too, heading for their prized weapons in the room.
"You handle the rest of the living rats," Yeon Su-rin ordered Im So-min. A directive for total extermination.
"Yes, Vice Commander."
Im So-min sprang into action immediately. One was more than enough for vermin like that.
Meanwhile, Yeon Su-rin, I Yeon, and Ju Ok-yeong moved to capture their main prey.
Sagong Ok and Mok Un-gyo emerged with sword and spear in hand. True to their reputations as first-rate experts—the Clear Moon Sword and Nanwha Spear—their auras were razor-sharp.
"Who the hell are you bitches?" Sagong Ok demanded, his face twisted in rage.
"No need for trash like you to know," Yeon Su-rin spat coldly. The very image of the Broken Heart Heroine. Her epithet's "heart-breaking" was meant for demon heads and villains. But not now. Her sole master had deemed these targets enemies. His judgment was her everything.
"Insolent wench! Who sent you?!"
Killing intent thickened on Sagong Ok's face. But Yeon Su-rin's remained icy.
"I said no need."
"Hmph. As if I'd expect answers from assassin sluts anyway. I'll pry that arrogant mouth open myself."
Sagong Ok raised his sword.
"No mercy in your strikes, dear. They don't deserve to live," Mok Un-gyo said, thrusting her spear forward.
"Of course. Invading the main house demands death. But we'll leave one able to talk."
Sagong Ok's sword carved a powerful line through the air. Confidence overflowed even in this crisis—the assurance of a warrior who'd dominated Gansu for years. But he should have known. The world was vast, and Gansu just one corner.
Yeon Su-rin raised her blade.
"As Great Master commands."
"Yes, Vice Commander."
A brutal, blood-spattering battle erupted.
"Are we really okay just cracking jokes like this?" Jang Il asked, pressing what was clearly a woman's red undergarments to his nose and sniffing deeply.
Bang So-un couldn't answer right away; he had to address the elephant in the room first.
"......What the hell are you doing?"
"Huh? You saw it all—why ask? Sniffing a female expert's panties, obviously."
"......I know. I know. Why the fuck are you doing it?"
Bang So-un knew full well whose red panties those were. Ju Ok-yeong's, right up until moments ago. Meaning she was fighting now with nothing under her night clothes, her pussy bare. But that was no issue. Jeolhwadae uniforms were standard with nothing underneath anyway. Jang Il taking her panties was fine. Playing with women's undies could be fun.
But...... why bury your nose in them like that? This was perversion on another level.
Bang So-un thought to himself: he had his own twisted tastes beyond normal folk, but this guy was in a league of his own.
"Filthy? How can you say something so shocking......"
Jang Il looked genuinely shocked, dumbfounded.
Bang So-un clicked his tongue.
"Not filthy? Do female experts not piss or shit like everyone else?"
"Nah, their panties smell like perfume."
"And how do you know that?"
"'Cause I'm smelling 'em now."
"......"
"Come on, if you're curious, Young Master—stick your nose in and—"
"Shut up, enough. You sniff 'em."
Bang So-un gave up on the conversation entirely. Hands thrown up.
He swiftly changed the subject.
"You asked if we're okay like this? Of course. Why sweat when we have slave bitches for that?"
"Still, we sweated blood catching the Red-Eyed Fox."
"We had to step in or it'd be over."
"Oh, so no need this time?"
"If my calculations hold, obviously. We just enjoy the ripe spoils after."
"Heh, sounds good."
Jang Il grinned sleazily. Bang So-un chuckled with eager anticipation.
Their first expedition hunt outside Hangzhou. A revenge kill to boot. The rewards would be special.
"Hm, about time."
Bang So-un dusted his clothes and stood.
"Already?"
"Haha, don't underestimate the main house Jeolhwadae. A small clan like this is theirs to steam and eat."
"Heh, to us, they're just lowly slave sluts spreading pussy and ass."
"Hup, true enough."
Bang So-un headed for the inner quarters door. Jang Il followed.
As they reached it—
Creeeak.
The door swung open from inside. A woman splattered with red blood on her night clothes. Im So-min.
She dropped to her knees without pause, bowing her head.
"Mission accomplished, Great Master."
"Good. Let's go in."
Bang So-un grinned.
The Sagong family inner quarters. Blood painted the scene.
Corpses strewn everywhere. Including family head Sagong Ok, sword snapped in his grip, eyes bulging in death. A face that couldn't accept reality even in dying.
"Don't blame us. Your failure as a father."
Bang So-un muttered, tongue clicking.
Murim revenge was cruel. Not just the culprit, but family paid in blood. By that measure, he was merciful. No clan wipeout. The culprit, his wife, and daughter—all pussied bitches—would live.
How merciful. Though if Sagong Ok knew what "live" meant, he'd never close those eyes.
Ah, still open.
Bang So-un smirked twistedly, glancing aside.
To captured Mok Un-gyo. Her clothes dirtied, soaked in sweat. Traces of fierce combat. No visible wounds, though. Perfect execution of his "capture gently" order.
He approached and stood before her.
Pressure points sealed, she couldn't speak—but her glare screamed murder. Eyes bloodshot.
"Release the points."
"Yes, Great Master."
I Yeon obeyed. Immediately—
"Y-You heaven-defying scum! Have no fear of the gods?!"
Mok Un-gyo bellowed, voice dripping venom.
"I'm heaven. Why fear myself?"
Bang So-un sneered.
"Madman!"
Ptoo!
She spat with all her might. But Yeon Su-rin's sword flat blocked it.
Jeolhwadae faces chilled, but Bang So-un waved it off.
"Fair enough. I'd do the same."
"Haha, as generous as ever, Young Master," Jang Il chimed.
He added to her: "Be grateful, bitch. If not for his mercy, you'd be crow food in chunks by now."
......No, you're the mad demon here?
Bang So-un shook his head in disbelief.
"You filth! Shut your foul mouths and kill me without more shame!"
Mok Un-gyo roared. Death-ready. A true murim matriarch's resolve.
......No, villains don't kill clean. Rape's baseline.
But Bang So-un had no interest in cheap rape. Lowlife trash did that. True class was making the bitch spread tits and pussy herself.
"No, no. Can't kill you yet. Gotta send urgent letters calling your daughters home."
Murim sects always had messenger birds. This place too. Lure the daughters in.
"Nonsense! Think I'd do that?!"
She spat fury.
"Yeah, you will."
"Kuh, bullshit! Torture me all you want—I won't break! No tricks—just kill me!"
"Puhaha! What a beautiful sight—a devoted mother and female expert."
Bang So-un burst laughing.
"But thinking how that beauty crumbles in under an hour... can't stop laughing. Hold out long—don't disappoint."
"Kill me, I said!"
"Hey, Jang Il."
Bang So-un winked.
"Haha, yes, Young Master."
"Your turn to shine."
"You bet. Been waiting for this!"
Jang Il finally moved.
Her husband Sagong Ok's corpse. Beside it stood wife Mok Un-gyo.
But she ignored the pitifully slain body. Lips mumbling nonstop, lost in incantation.
Not just that. She was utterly naked. No thread on torso or lower body. Her ample tits and nipples on full display, of course—but so were the thick pussy lips under her crotch bush, and the slit below. Exposed raw.
Yet she didn't twitch. Arms limp, not covering shameful tits or pussy, she stood blankly, murmuring endlessly.
The content:
"...This Cheonnyeo was born a lowly pussy bitch with tits and pussy... Lowly pussy bitches can't resist the Great Master's hypnosis at all... This Cheonnyeo has fallen completely to Master's hypnosis, her mind empty as a retard, accepting his suggestions... Can't think anything... Can't feel anything... Obeys Master's commands only... When Master commands, spreads tits and jiggles them... When Master commands, spreads pussy and flaps it... When Master commands......"
Before her husband's killers, Mok Un-gyo proved herself subhuman vermin. Anyone seeing her earlier defiance would howl with laughter.
Bang So-un did.
"Pfft... Puhahaha!"
Finally reining it in, he spoke.
"What a retard bitch. Husband's killer right here—what're you doing?"
"...This retard bitch has fallen to hypnosis from her husband's killer, her Great Master... Completely stripped, tits and pussy bared... Undergoing solemn brainwashing... Can't lift a finger against her husband's foe... Tits, pussy, even a single pub hair exposed raw as she receives hypnotic brainwashing... the lowly pussy bitch's form—please enjoy... Great Master......"
Her vacant, unfocused eyes gave the perfect response.
