Chapter 480: Thank You. For Being a Worse Bitch Than I Thought.
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 480: Thank You. For Being a Worse Bitch Than I Thought.
"Yaaaawn!"
Sitting in his office, Kang Myeong let out a massive yawn. It felt as though all his accumulated fatigue was crashing down on him at once.
Bang!
Suddenly, the door swung open, and someone rushed inside.
"Unit Leader!"
"Huh?"
Kang Myeong peered at the visitor with eyes bleary from exhaustion. It was his direct subordinate, Sub-unit Leader Paeng Dan-yeon.
"Paeng Dan-yeon, I know we’re close, but still... must you always burst in like that?" Kang Myeong grumbled, chiding her.
"It was an emergency!"
"What is it this time...?" Kang Myeong asked, his voice trailing off listlessly.
"The Hall Master has summoned you! She said to come to her office immediately!"
"The Hall Master?"
"Yes!"
"Why?"
"The fact that I don't know is why it's a big deal!" Paeng Dan-yeon replied, sounding frustrated.
"Hmm... how bothersome..." Kang Myeong muttered in a profoundly lethargic tone.
"Bothersome or not, you have no choice! This is an order from the Hall Master herself!"
"This damn Law Enforcement Hall... maybe I should just quit." Kang Myeong cracked a joke as he looked at her.
"And do what if you quit?"
"I want to hole up in some deep, secluded mountain valley and just swing my sword for the rest of my life."
"Ugh, you training nut!" Paeng Dan-yeon raised her voice in exasperation. She found her leader’s fanatical obsession with training almost creepy.
"A healthy body houses healthy martial arts... and healthy martial arts house a healthy mind. That’s how it works," Kang Myeong said, looking at her with eyes full of conviction.
"Fine, I get it! Just get ready already! You’re going to get an earful if you’re late!" Paeng Dan-yeon began to hurry him, gracefully ignoring his usual lecture as if she were used to it.
"Alright, alright..."
Scratch, scratch.
Kang Myeong scratched the back of his head, looking thoroughly annoyed.
Sigh.
Watching him, Paeng Dan-yeon let out a deep internal sigh. His carefree attitude was enough to make anyone exasperated. The Heavenly Dragon Sword, Kang Myeong, was always like this unless it involved training.
How can a person be so consistent?
She clicked her tongue repeatedly in her mind. She looked at him with pity, seeing a man who seemed to have no ambition and no drive.
Regardless of what she thought, Kang Myeong began to walk toward the door at a leisurely pace, looking like he didn't have a care in the world.
*
Paeng Ga-ryeon slowly lifted her teacup.
"Hmm."
Sip.
She savored the aroma before taking a small sip. Immediately, the deep, rich flavor of Longjing tea began to spread through her body. It was an exceptionally high-grade Longjing.
Exquisite.
A satisfied smile played on her lips. The scent of such premium tea, which she hadn't enjoyed in a while, filled her with a sense of contentment.
Knock, knock.
Just then, someone knocked on the office door.
"Who is it?" Paeng Ga-ryeon asked, her expression shifting into one of haughty elegance as she looked toward the door.
"It is Kang Myeong, Hall Master."
"You may enter."
Creeeeeak.
As soon as she gave her permission, the door opened, and the ruggedly handsome Kang Myeong stepped inside.
"I greet the Hall Master."
Upon entering, Kang Myeong bowed to her with the utmost politeness.
"Welcome. You’re late."
"I apologize."
Kang Myeong offered no excuses for her minor rebuke, simply apologizing with an expression that looked profoundly sincere.
"Hmm."
Seeing this, Paeng Ga-ryeon smiled satisfactorily. She quite liked his heavy, straightforward attitude that lacked any flimsy excuses.
"Take a seat for now."
"How could I possibly..."
"Tea is only truly joyful when shared. This tea is far too precious to drink alone."
When he hesitated, Paeng Ga-ryeon lifted her teacup and insisted.
"Then, if you'll excuse me."
Kang Myeong bowed politely again before taking a seat.
Trickle.
Paeng Ga-ryeon began to pour tea into the cup set before him.
"So, why were you late?" she asked while pouring.
"I stayed up all night, and it seems I fell into a nap during the day," Kang Myeong replied with a calm demeanor.
"Oh dear, were you up all night training again?"
Paeng Ga-ryeon’s expression turned fond. She liked his honesty. Anyone else would have been too intimidated to admit to a "nap" in front of a superior as fierce as a tiger. His lack of deceit put her in a good mood.
"I have no excuse."
Kang Myeong spoke with a look of contrition.
"I’m not trying to scold you. If anything, I should praise you." Paeng Ga-ryeon looked at him as if he were a commendable child. "Your progress will be the foundation upon which my daughter wins the succession competition."
She gave him a bright smile.
"I am honored that you think so."
"That aside, have you made any breakthroughs?"
"............Unfortunately.... it isn't as easy as I hoped." Kang Myeong shook his head slightly, looking somewhat dejected.
"There’s no need to be so impatient. The path from the Peak Realm to the Super-Peak Realm is never easy. Besides, you are still young. At your current stage, it’s better to refine what you already have rather than trying to leap forward."
Paeng Ga-ryeon offered him advice as a senior in the Murim, her smile softening. she felt that at this moment, he needed an embrace rather than a whip.
"I will carve your words into my very bones."
Hearing this, Kang Myeong bowed his head deeply, looking moved by her gentle consolation.
"Raise your head. I only stated the obvious."
"To me, your words are like precious gems."
"Unit Leader Kang, you really are quite well-mannered." Paeng Ga-ryeon spoke with a satisfied expression.
"Not at all...... I am merely showing the respect that is due."
"The Murim is a place where many cannot even manage that 'due' respect."
".......You keep praising me so much, I don't know what to do with myself." Kang Myeong’s face flushed red.
"Why do you think I'm just flattering you? I am being entirely sincere." Paeng Ga-ryeon stared at him with a heated gaze. "I find that side of you quite adorable. So much so that it makes my heart race."
Squish.
Paeng Ga-ryeon placed a hand gently over her large breast as she spoke.
"..........."
Kang Myeong fell silent, his mouth clamped shut. He looked as if he had been dazed by her incredibly sultry and seductive appearance.
"Hehe... you seem shy."
Paeng Ga-ryeon dropped her stiff professional mask. Her face was noticeably flushed.
"Even though you've already seen every inch of me so thoroughly."
Gulp.
Kang Myeong swallowed hard at her provocative words. Her suggestive tone made him visibly tense.
"Hall Master...... this is..... not the place."
Kang Myeong stammered, looking troubled. The place where they usually shared their trysts was a secret chamber hidden underground. He couldn't believe she was being this provocative in an open office.
"So..... you don't want to?"
Paeng Ga-ryeon licked her crimson lips softly, her voice dripping with challenge.
"It's... it's not that I don't want to... but... it's dangerous."
"Hmm..... were you always this patient?" Paeng Ga-ryeon looked amused. "I didn't know that about you."
With a snake-like smile, she stood up and approached him.
Stroke, stroke.
She began to stroke his massive, well-defined chest muscles repeatedly.
"It feels like your chest has gotten even firmer."
".......That can't be."
"Shall we check?"
Slide.
Paeng Ga-ryeon reached out and pulled open the front of his robe. His bronze, muscular chest was revealed.
"Haah.... No matter how many times I see it... it's magnificent."
She gazed at him with a look of pure satisfaction, her heart fluttering at the sight of his powerful physique.
Stroke, stroke.
She continued to caress his chest gently.
"Hnnngh... Hall... Hall Master."
A heated groan escaped Kang Myeong’s lips. He seemed stimulated by her soft touch.
"Oh my... are you excited?"
Paeng Ga-ryeon looked at him as if he were a cute pet, then grabbed his hand.
Squish.
She slowly guided his hand onto her own voluminous breast.
"You should touch me too, Unit Leader Kang..... It wouldn't be fair if I'm the only one having fun."
"Ah... ah... Hall Master..."
Knead, knead, knead.
Unable to resist her seductive whisper, Kang Myeong began to knead her breast. He did so fiercely and hungrily.
"Ahhh.... Unit Leader Kang.... you have a mischievous side... ahhh... I didn't know... you could be so... rough... haah..."
As Kang Myeong roughly handled her breast, Paeng Ga-ryeon beamed, accepting his touch with apparent bliss.
"Haah... haah... haah..."
Kang Myeong’s breathing grew increasingly ragged. The feel of her lush, massive breasts was driving his excitement to a fever pitch.
"Hall Master.... I... I..."
Finally, unable to contain himself, Kang Myeong moved his hand downward. He intended to touch her pussy.
Grab.
However, his hand was immediately intercepted by Paeng Ga-ryeon.
"No."
Her tone was firm.
"Wh-why?!"
Kang Myeong’s face was bright red as he cried out in frustration.
"You know why, don't you? This place is........ you can only touch me there to your heart's content... in that place."
Paeng Ga-ryeon looked at him as if he were the most adorable thing in the world. The way he looked ready to cry from disappointment was charming to her.
"Please.... please... just let me lick it at least... I won't... put it in..."
"No."
Paeng Ga-ryeon shook her head from side to side.
"I told you........... if something were to happen here..... neither of us would be safe."
"But..... but........."
"Just endure it a little longer. Until my child becomes the successor."
She gently stroked his chin.
"Once that happens........ you will be able to hold me whenever and wherever you want. As much as your heart desires."
She gave him a captivating smile.
"Urgh..."
Kang Myeong looked resentful. He seemed filled with rage at the reality that he couldn't touch, lick, or shove himself into her pussy right now.
More... crave me more... go crazy for me... Kang Myeong.
Paeng Ga-ryeon looked at him with satisfaction. She felt she had stimulated him just enough.
Squish.
She placed his hand back onto her breast.
"Now.... be satisfied with this for today."
"But.... but..."
"If you get any greedier...... I'll have no choice but to issue an expulsion order."
She warned him with a mock-stern expression.
"Dammit!"
Hearing that, Kang Myeong began to knead her breast even more violently, as if venting his frustration.
Knead, knead.
"Haah... yes... like that... touch me like that..."
Paeng Ga-ryeon watched him with a satisfied smile. She was convinced that the Heavenly Dragon Sword, Kang Myeong, was being perfectly trained to her whims.
What a magnificent hunting dog.
Feeling the rough hands of her 'hunting dog,' she began to let out hot moans that echoed through the office.
*
"You should leave now."
Having enjoyed Kang Myeong’s touch to her heart's content, Paeng Ga-ryeon finally dismissed him. Her attitude suggested she was fully satisfied.
"But.. Hall Master... I'm not finished..." Kang Myeong said, his voice thick with lingering desire.
"I do not like to repeat myself. You know that, don't you?" she said firmly.
"...........Understood."
Kang Myeong slumped his shoulders and nodded, seemingly submitting to her word.
"Next time... next time... let's meet in the secret chamber."
Seeing his dejected look, Paeng Ga-ryeon spoke in a suggestive whisper.
"I... I understand!"
Immediately, Kang Myeong’s face brightened as if his previous gloom had never existed. He seemed thrilled by her proposal.
Hehe.... truly like a puppy.
Paeng Ga-ryeon chuckled inwardly. It was incredibly entertaining to have a man known as the greatest rising star of the Cheonmu Alliance wrapped around her finger.
"Then, I shall take my leave."
Kang Myeong bowed politely. Paeng Ga-ryeon simply waved him away without a word.
Creeak.
Thud.
Kang Myeong opened the door and stepped out. Paeng Ga-ryeon watched his retreating back with an amused glint in her eyes.
*
"Hmm..... she has a worse personality than I thought."
Once outside, Kang Myeong stroked his chin and muttered quietly to himself. He had just received a fresh reminder of how foul Paeng Ga-ryeon’s character truly was.
The Paeng Ga-ryeon the world knew was a haughty yet benevolent woman. But having dealt with her personally, she was more of a bitch than he had imagined.
So much so that he wouldn't feel a shred of guilt, even if he carried out a devastating revenge.
Thank you. For being a worse bitch than I thought.
Kang Myeong offered a silent thanks to the woman who was far more wicked than he had ever dreamed.