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According to historical records, during a certain era of the Huaguo feudal dynasty, there existed an organization clad in fish-tail attire and wielding embroidered spring knives. Their methods of torture had reached an unprecedented level, achieving a realm that had never been seen before and has yet to be replicated even to this day. Jufeng was unsure of the prowess of his predecessors, but it was clear that he himself could not handle such matters. After just five stabs, Jufeng felt a pang of compassion. Fortunately, the Hero he was interrogating was perceptive enough not to grant him the mercy of a swift end.
However, whether intentionally or not, Jufeng's stabbing technique was exceedingly ruthless. By sheer coincidence, all five blades had been plunged into a horizontal plane on the man's right leg, creating a gruesome yet oddly aesthetic scene as blood flowed in a circular motion. With his leg standing upright, it resembled a fountain, complete with a 360-degree spray.
"Since the outcome is the same, why must you endure such suffering? It truly reflects that saying about not shedding tears until one sees the coffin. Let me ask you: why did you attempt to rob the Zongheng Express transport ship? Why did you only test their firepower with a few shots before retreating? Who sent you, and what benefits did they promise you?"
Jufeng made it clear that he would not give the man any time to think; he had to provide answers within five counts. The man grimaced in pain from his leg injury, his brows furrowing into an inverted V shape.
"I... I was sent by the pirate king Azure Dragon Monk. The specific task was just to test their firepower. As for where he got this deal from, I truly don't know. There were no benefits for us; Azure Dragon Monk dominates this area. We dare not disobey whatever he commands!"
Due to excessive blood loss, the man's lips twitched slightly as he spoke the last few words in a hurried manner. Jufeng felt pity and quickly pressed down on several points at the base of the man's thigh to staunch the bleeding.
"I ask again: where is this Azure Dragon Monk's lair located? How large is it? And how many people in your area can be commanded by him?"
From the man's mouth, Jufeng learned quite a bit of information. It was overwhelming and difficult to digest all at once. It was hard to imagine that these pirates had advanced far beyond mere banditry; they were practically ruling like kings. According to the man's description, Azure Dragon Monk's base was not far from here, with three or four major cities housing millions of people. Not only were there complete civil facilities, but even banks existed—truly a hidden paradise.
Having gathered most of the necessary information, Jufeng hesitated on how to deal with this man. He felt conflicted about killing him; after all, while pirates engaged in robbery, they were not typically known for murder and arson—most were simply victims of circumstance. Most importantly, there was no life-and-death rivalry between them; thus, he could not bring himself to act as ruthlessly as one might on Earth.
After murmuring to himself for a while, Jufeng suddenly had an epiphany and spoke sternly: "Given your cooperation, I will grant you a chance at survival. Find an opportunity to take your trusted allies and leave this place. I am a United Nations Officer, and this area has already come under the watchful eye of the Cosmic Police. Do not ask why we have chosen now to act after so many years; such matters are beyond your understanding. Azure Dragon Monk is our target this time; soon enough, all pirates in this region will face justice under the United Nations Peace Code."
With that said, Jufeng struck the man unconscious once more and took Chuyang's hand as they stood at the edge of the balcony.
In the distance, flames surged upward; it seemed there was no sign of the fire abating anytime soon. Shadows flitted about near the main entrance of the courtyard as pirates scurried around like ants on a hot pan.
Just as Jufeng prepared to slip away unnoticed, he suddenly turned his head and found Chuyang's clear eyes fixed intently on him, her gaze radiating warmth without any pretense of concealment.
"Dad is a good person," Chuyang said sweetly.
Jufeng had initially worried that such a bloody scene would be too much for Chuyang's young mind to handle. However, after witnessing the events unfold, Chuyang showed no signs of fear or disgust, which only reinforced Jufeng's earlier suspicions that this Sister Ni was no ordinary child.
"Oh, Chuyang, how can you say that? Your father stabbed him so many times, and you still think he’s a good person?"
"Of course," Chuyang replied without hesitation, tightening her grip on Jufeng's large hand. "Even when dealing with evildoers, he only injures them but does not kill. How can that be the act of a bad person?"
Jufeng was momentarily taken aback, surprised by Chuyang's mature reasoning. He then burst into laughter, bending his knees and leaping, their figures disappearing from the balcony.
Just then, a knock sounded at the door. A middle-aged man, bowing slightly with a fawning expression, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief and cautiously said in a low voice, "Boss, there's a fire outside. If you're done in there, maybe you could come out and take care of it."
The middle-aged man was quite puzzled; he thought to himself that usually the boss didn’t take this long. Could it be that he was enjoying himself more than usual? From what he knew about the boss's capabilities in the bedroom, he hadn’t seen him buy any supplements recently.
After knocking twice more with no response from inside, the man's forehead glistened with even more sweat. Just as he was struggling to decide what to do next, a few words suddenly flashed in his mind—sudden Blaze, unusual behavior from the boss. Alarm bells rang in his head as he realized something was wrong. Ignoring his frail body, he took a few steps back and then charged forward; the unlocked door swung open with a crash.
Inside the room lay a man and woman both unconscious, luxurious curtains billowing in the breeze from the balcony.
...
Meanwhile, unnoticed by anyone, Jufeng quickly made his way back to the mountains where the mecha was hidden. Bill had already prepped the mecha for launch. Not wanting to waste time on lengthy discussions, they piloted the mecha close to the ground before accelerating away from the planet. Jufeng provided Bill with a coordinate location and activated the autopilot system; their mechas set course for the planet where Azure Dragon Monk resided. At that moment, another spacecraft departed from that planet, heading towards distant Earth.
The journey would take some time. While Bill kept watch, Jufeng seized the opportunity to rest for a moment.
The space inside the mech was not very large, and the pilot seat could be temporarily converted into a single bed. Jufeng removed the various instruments hanging from him and lay flat on the bed. Chuyang giggled lightly and nestled against Jufeng's exposed chest.
His muscles were well-defined yet not overly pronounced, devoid of any excess fat, radiating warmth and a sense of security.
Jufeng had grown accustomed to this way of sleeping for quite some time, with a cute doll hanging on him, providing an unspoken sense of affection. However, recently it seemed that Chuyang had become more restless as she grew up. The girl often tossed and turned in her sleep, her delicate body shifting uneasily. Sometimes, she would inadvertently brush against Jufeng's most sensitive area, creating sensations that could only be fully understood by those experiencing them.
It was painful, tense, and beastly!
Sure enough, Chuyang began to squirm again. Although one wore a skirt and the other pants, this primal urge was not something that could be controlled solely by willpower.
Jufeng's drowsiness vanished completely as he could only manage a silent wry smile, mentally repeating "I am not a beast!" a thousand times in hopes that self-suggestion would mask his embarrassment.
Starlight filtered through some openings in the mech, and when a beam of Starlight illuminated the half of Chuyang's face hidden by her purple short hair, it clearly revealed the mischievous curve at the corner of her mouth. (To be continued)
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