A Golden Dragon Gang member stroked his chin, pondering, "The boss has also stayed indoors for several days before. Like the first time his girlfriend came over, she caught Liang Xiaoxia trying to seduce the boss."
"This second time, it's because the Night Rose people delivered a 'gift' and told the boss that Xu Hui likes him and wanted to use Night Rose to deal with the boss's girlfriend so she could take her place."
"Both times are related to women who like the boss. Could it be that the boss's girlfriend got jealous because of all these women around him and is punishing him by keeping him locked in the room these past few days?"
Other Golden Dragon Gang members heard his analysis and nodded in agreement.
It was highly likely just as he said.
They then started discussing another topic.
"So, how do you think the boss's girlfriend is punishing him? Making him kneel on a keyboard or a washboard?" said a rather naive young man.
"No, no, no." An experienced member shook his head. "I don't think it's either. Could kneeling on a keyboard or washboard last for several days?"
"Then what do you think it is?"
"Well, being locked in a room, alone together... I think... could it be that the boss's girlfriend is punishing him in bed?"
As soon as these words were spoken, a Golden Dragon Gang member immediately refuted them.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Our boss is so formidable, and women are naturally physically weaker than men. How could she possibly overpower the boss in bed?"
"Right, I think so too. Besides, being able to 'play' for several days straight? That's practically superhuman! How is that possible?"
The other Golden Dragon Gang members also found it hard to believe.
The boss's girlfriend punishing the boss in bed was simply too far-fetched.
At that moment, in the room.
Su Hua and Lin Xuan wore nothing.
A thin blanket covered their bodies.
Su Hua lay on top of Lin Xuan, her slender fingers tracing the contours of his brows and eyes.
"Hua Bao." Lin Xuan's breathing was somewhat heavy. "Can we stop for now? You still need to recuperate properly. Too much... activity isn't good for your recovery."
"Alright, whatever you say, Ah Xuan." Su Hua curved her lips into a smile.
A glint of light flashed in her eyes.
After these three days, Ah Xuan probably doesn't have much energy left to pay attention to other women, and he wouldn't dare to either.
"Your performance these past three days... I'm quite satisfied."
Su Hua kissed Lin Xuan on the lips.
"This is your reward."
Lin Xuan let out a sigh of relief.
Finally, it wasn't continuing.
He really had nothing left to give.
He felt like his kidneys had come with him into this world to endure a tribulation.
"Hua Bao, you must be tired too. Let's get dressed and sleep." Lin Xuan coaxed her softly.
"No." Su Hua shook her head. "Let's not get dressed. I like the feeling of skin-to-skin contact with you, Ah Xuan."
Lin Xuan: "..."
No.
He didn't like it.
Because it was too easy for things to get out of hand again.
He really couldn't go another round.
Lin Xuan wanted to say something, but when he looked down, he saw the petite woman lying in his arms with her eyes closed.
Lin Xuan exhaled.
It seemed Hua Bao really wanted to sleep, not continue with that.
Lin Xuan didn't dare to move a muscle, afraid that the slightest movement would wake Hua Bao, who might then tempt him into doing that again.
Lin Xuan's body remained tense.
Perhaps due to exhaustion, two minutes later, Lin Xuan also closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Worried that Night Rose might harm Hua Bao, Lin Xuan only slept for five hours before getting up.
He got dressed and went downstairs.
It was just 3 PM.
Wang Ba saw Lin Xuan and immediately went up to him.
"Mr. Lin, you're finally up."
He glanced behind Lin Xuan but didn't see Su Hua.
Wang Ba frowned in confusion. "Boss, where's President Su? Why isn't she with you?"
During this time at the Golden Dragon Gang base, President Su had been practically glued to their boss, inseparable, like a pair of conjoined twins.
It was very rare to see only the boss come downstairs without President Su following.
Lin Xuan yawned and replied, "Hua Bao is still resting in bed."
Wang Ba glanced at his watch.
3 PM, resting?
Well, it was possible President Su was taking a nap.
"Boss, would you like something to eat?" Wang Ba inquired respectfully.
At noon today, a subordinate had already delivered food to the boss's door. In the past, after knocking, the boss would open the door shortly after to take the meal inside.
But today, an hour passed, and the boss still hadn't opened the door to get the food.
Later, the food was taken away by the subordinate and shared among the Golden Dragon Gang members.
Lin Xuan nodded. "Okay, go prepare something."
"Yes, sir." Wang Ba responded respectfully and was about to leave when...
"Wait."
Lin Xuan called him back.
"Boss, what else do you need?" Wang Ba asked.
"Ahem." Lin Xuan coughed, walked closer to Wang Ba, and whispered, "Wang Ba, do you know if there are any... potent tonic soups?"
"What kind of tonic soup?" Wang Ba looked puzzled. "For what?"
Lin Xuan answered somewhat sheepishly, "The kind that... replenishes a man's vitality."
After being lured to bed by Hua Bao so many times these past few days, he felt he needed to replenish himself properly. If this continued, he was genuinely worried his kidneys might go on strike one day.
Kidney tonic?
Wang Ba looked at Lin Xuan with a strange expression.
Their boss actually needed kidney tonic!!
Could it be that he has kidney deficiency...
That can't be. Their boss's martial arts are so formidable, and he looks perfectly healthy. How could he have kidney deficiency?
Noticing Wang Ba's look.
Lin Xuan quickly explained, "Don't misunderstand. It's not because I have kidney deficiency that I want it. It's because... there's been too much activity in bed, and I need to replenish properly."
Wang Ba understood.
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Good thing the boss didn't have kidney deficiency. Right, how could his brilliant and mighty boss possibly have kidney deficiency?
But...
In these three days, the boss and President Su hadn't left the room.
Now that the boss is out, he's asking for kidney-tonifying soup. It seems during these three days, the boss and President Su were constantly engaged in... that activity in bed.
Truly worthy of being the gang leader and the assassin 'Ling'. Not only are their skills extraordinary, but their stamina and endurance are also beyond normal human limits.
Forget three days, he couldn't even last thirty-five minutes.
"Got it, boss. I'll find a way to get the recipe for you and brew the tonic soup."
Then, Wang Ba added mysteriously in a low voice, "Boss, don't worry. I won't tell anyone else about you looking for potent tonic medicine."
Lin Xuan felt a wave of despair.
It's over. He felt his image as a brilliant and mighty leader in front of his subordinates was ruined.
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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