Chapter 207
Chapter 207
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 207
Chapter Title: As Long as We Don't Get Caught (4)
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Namgung Hak sat facing the young man across from him, subtly observing his younger sister, Namgung Hye.
With his strong sense of responsibility, Namgung Hak viewed his siblings more like a father than an older brother.
In truth, this matter was just an excuse. He had wanted to meet this man at least once to ensure his sister wasn't being forced into an unwanted marriage.
'Self-deception.'
At this point, with the wedding only days away, calling it off would be an unforgivable insult to the entire Huangbo Family.
Namgung Hak inwardly sneered at himself for probing into an irreversible issue. He turned to the man, whose expression held a hint of tension.
"I heard Hye committed a grave discourtesy toward you, young hero. The faults of the household are the head's own. Allow me to apologize like this."
"Ah, no, please don't..."
Namgung Hak looked puzzled at the man, who kept his head bowed in apparent remorse.
He had reportedly spoken boldly to Zhuge Ryong, even dragging in the Zhuge family head, yet here he was, oddly deferential toward Namgung Hak, whose status was far lower.
Namgung Hak had no way of knowing that Kang Yun felt constrained, desperate not to give this man—who might truly demand to take Eon So-young—the slightest leverage.
"So, I hear you and Hye are quite close. Have you known each other long?"
"Not that long, but..."
As their conversation continued, Namgung Hak felt reassured, though a touch of regret crept in.
There was clearly no romantic affection between them. This confirmed the marriage wasn't against his sister's will.
Yet he also found the man rather impressive.
It was a shame the man seemed somewhat intimidated by him, but even from his aura alone, Namgung Hak could gauge his character.
'Calm yet not weak, free-spirited yet not reckless.'
Surprisingly, despite appearing around the same age as him, the man's martial prowess seemed hardly inferior.
He was a step below Huangbo Gang, the next greatest swordsman under heaven, but Namgung Hak himself was hailed as the strongest among his peers—a swordmaster.
Arrogant as it might sound, for this man to hold his own against him was remarkable in itself.
"I heard from Young Hero Huangbo that you've prepared new quarters for me..."
"Ah, if anything, that's my failing for not attending to it sooner. You should be thanking me? Nonsense."
The man insisted on expressing gratitude despite Namgung Hak's demurral, which pleased him greatly. Unfortunately, he had only one younger sister.
But forging a personal friendship with him was certainly possible.
As Namgung Hak thought this, their brief exchange was drawing to a close.
Mae So-hyang was in a panic.
It had been fine shoving the man off with Namgung Hye. But as he left, he had said he would check the semen he left inside her.
In other words, even if he didn't witness her embarrassment firsthand, he wouldn't let her rest easy.
"Mother...?"
She had hoped to hole up alone in her quarters, but Neung Hui-yeon eyed her curiously.
Having dragged Neung Hui-yeon out against her will, Mae So-hyang couldn't think of a way to retreat without awkwardness.
Stuck for a moment, she caught the eyes of some others and had no choice but to exchange greetings, each minute dragging her down further.
'Gotta... get inside quick...'
The semen oozing from her womb trickled down her folds, through her passage, and toward her entrance.
Fortunately, with layers of cloth folded and tucked beneath her, it wouldn't drip onto the floor just yet, but...
The sensation of the semen teasing her sensitive flesh twisted into a dizzying pleasure that tormented her.
"So, what I'm saying is, it's not that long-lived spirit creatures possess spirit pills—it's that those who successfully form spirit pills live long. Flip that around and..."
"Where do you get that nonsense from some trivial tale? More importantly, Aunt Mae, did you know? Actually, Hui-yeon..."
"Sister, I said no."
Though her daughter denied it firmly, Gyeon Ye-jin grinned eagerly, itching to spill.
"It's really not, so don't you dare spread it anywhere."
Mae So-hyang didn't know what they were talking about, but amid their bickering, she felt only the semen shifting in her belly.
'Weird... so weird...!'
Among all these people at Fragrant Rock Pavilion, she alone was engaged in such lewdness, the thought making her lower body tingle relentlessly.
Just half a shichen ago, she had been in that man's quarters, skirts hiked up, taking his manhood inside her.
Before that, she had pleasured herself right in front of her respected sister, Dan Yu-ran.
Each slide of the sticky proof of her debauchery sent heat flushing through her body, her mind clouding over.
'M... me...'
It felt like she wasn't herself. Her swollen clit brushed her depths, her aching core twitching in anticipation of a male intrusion.
The image of that thick, girthy, dark red shaft—plunging into a woman's depths again and again—lingered in her mind.
"Hui-yeon, Mother needs to rest in her quarters for a bit. Stay here with Ye-jin."
"M-Mother? Let me come with—"
"Where do you think you're going? Stay put."
Ignoring Neung Hui-yeon as Gyeon Ye-jin grabbed her, Mae So-hyang hurried toward her quarters.
The strange heat radiating from her eyes went unnoticed by all, and no one barred her path. Soon, she reached the quarters she shared with her daughter.
The moment she shut the door, she could hold back no longer.
"Haaaah...!"
Even without a touch, her molten core clenched in spasms around the fingers she plunged in desperately.
She collapsed onto the bed, stripped her lower garments completely, and thrust three fingers between her thighs.
Semen mixed with her juices spurted out from her belly, but she didn't care.
"Ahng♥ Heut...!"
The ecstasy in her muffled moans was beyond words.
It was all Kang Yun's fault. He had ravaged her repeatedly with his rigid cock, turning her into this.
There was still plenty of time until night, yet just the fact of her lewd actions had her spiraling into frenzy alone.
'Wh-what do I do...?'
This made her a utter madwoman. For a famed heroine of Huashan Sect to end up like this—if her master knew...
Bang!
An unfamiliar male voice.
Mae So-hyang's hand froze mid-thrust into her core, but no matter how hastily she moved, she couldn't outpace the one who flung open the door right after speaking.
She yanked her fingers out and tugged down her skirts in a frenzy, but it was too late—the intruder had surely seen everything.
'It's over...'
In the jianghu, reputation could be more precious than life. She never dreamed the fame she had built over years would shatter like this.
If word spread, she would no longer be a respected righteous heroine, but a lewd bitch in heat by broad daylight.
'No, not yet!'
Only one witness so far. Bribe him or whatever it took to seal his lips, and she could still salvage it.
Mae So-hyang, who had buried her face in the bed until then, scrambled up to cling to the man at the door—but stopped dead.
"Surprised?"
To her shock, Kang Yun stood there, grinning mischievously.
"I was the surprised one. I told you to sit tight and wait, but you couldn't hold out..."
So he had disguised his voice to prank her.
Her nerves, stretched taut between despair and desperation, snapped loose. Mae So-hyang collapsed to the floor.
"S-So-hyang...?"
"Hic, heuk... Waaaaaah...!"
Before the flustered man could react, Mae So-hyang sobbed uncontrollably, a bizarre mix of emotions pouring out.
A bit of relief, a bit of resentment, a bit of self-loathing.
A whirlwind of complex feelings churned inside her, but one thing was clear: this man was to blame.
'This is awkward.'
I had meant to see Mae So-hyang squirm, but now I was the one embarrassed.
After a decent chat with Namgung Hak, I slipped away quickly and headed to Fragrant Rock Pavilion first. There, I spotted Mae So-hyang ditching her daughter and hurrying off.
Her pace was brisk, keeping me busy tailing her without full lightness skill until I realized this was her quarters.
She rushed in and slammed the door, so I followed—only to hear her stifled moans.
Feeling playful, I modulated my voice with inner energy and flung the door open right after calling out.
Sure enough, Mae So-hyang was face-down on the bed, ass up, lost in a storm of self-pleasure.
She hastily pulled her skirts down, but she knew what I'd seen. I kept silent on purpose until our eyes met, then spoke.
"Y-You bad... bad bastard... Heuk..."
"Sorry... My fault."
I had intended just a light prank, but belatedly realized how, from her perspective, it must have felt like her jianghu reputation was utterly destroyed.
I pulled Mae So-hyang into my arms and gently stroked the back of her neck. She pounded my chest with all her might, but her swings were feeble enough to endure.
"Do you know how much I... Ngh..."
"My bad, I won't do it again, so stop! There, cry it out, cry!"
Sniffle.
After one nose-blow and continued wailing until no more tears came, Mae So-hyang finally quieted.
"Y-You... do that again and... I swear, I... Hic..."
"Got it, no more pranks like that."
As I hugged her tight again, Mae So-hyang recoiled in horror.
"I'm crying here... You really...!"
"...Can't help it in a place like this."
I pulled her waist close anyway. My cock poked her smooth lower belly, and her trembling hands gripped my shoulders.
"Why me? There are plenty of girls your age..."
"You're prettier than them."
"Liar... Hup..."
I kept grinding against her while kissing her. Her soft, fruity tongue wrapped meekly around mine.
After fondling her sticky tongue awhile, our lips parted.
"I have a husband, I'm old. I even have kids your age. It doesn't make sense."
"Does it make sense that a woman like you is this pretty?"
Before she knew it, Mae So-hyang's arms were around my waist.
"I won't ask you to cherish me more than my husband. Just make it so we enjoy ourselves whenever we meet..."
"Isn't that the same as what you said before, just worded differently?"
The Shaolin talk: if she didn't want to give her heart, just her body.
"It's different. Love me second to your husband. Or after the kids, whatever. If that's too much, think of me as a living toy."
"Living... toy..."
"You've come to like my cock now, right? That's why you couldn't hold back and masturbated."
With her face buried in my chest, Mae So-hyang fell silent a while before murmuring like a mosquito.
"...What if it drives you so crazy? What would you do?"
"Dunno, I'm not a woman, so..."
Her indirect admission made my cock twitch like it might burst. She felt it, her ears turning red.
"So, your answer? Ready to love me?"
"...Yeah..."
"More than your husband?"
"N-No, not that..."
"Enough to want a taste of my cock right now, then?"
"..."
Silent, she nodded slightly, face still in my chest.
"Then lightly once for now, and if you feel like it tonight, come find me. Got it?"
"Th-That... I'll think about it then..."
By now, Mae So-hyang was subtly rubbing her thighs against my cock too.
From that day on, soundproofing array materials were placed in Mae So-hyang's quarters.