Chapter 941: Chapter 941: The Rite of the Eight Kings
"Lin Fan... don’t... don’t do this... to me!"
Facing Lin Fan, who had cast a shadow in her heart, Qin Yushu’s body involuntarily trembled.
Having been assaulted by him several times, now at the sight of him, her body couldn’t help but shake.
"If I don’t do this to you, how should I treat you?"
With a smile on his face, Lin Fan stepped forward, grabbing Qin Yushu by the neck: "Did Huo Ben tell you that I’ve been taken care of? Weren’t you just laughing happily?"
"I... I really don’t know... I know nothing... I beg you... please don’t hit me..."
Trembling all over, Qin Yushu looked fearfully at Lin Fan’s raised hand, completely scared, tears already streaming down her face.
"Slap!"
But in the next moment, that hand still slapped hard on her face, the burning pain confirming that Lin Fan was truly not dead.
"I was wrong... I dare not again... please spare me, okay? I’ll do anything you want... I’ll listen to you!"
Clutching her face, Qin Yushu found herself helpless, pinned by Lin Fan against the sink, feeling her evening gown being lifted. All she could do was look at the furious Lin Fan in the mirror, pleading continuously.
"Then tell me, who is hiding behind Huo Ben!"
Removing her bottomwear, Lin Fan directly thrust the Iron Pestle into her slick abyss.
The continuous pounding drove Qin Yushu to complete collapse, especially since this supposedly dead man suddenly reappeared, a shock to her soul.
Lying on the sink, she could only sob as she recounted the general sequence of events, which dated back over thirty years ago when Zhao Chuanchun was just a small clerk at the County Government, and his father was the county magistrate of Red Flag County.
Since Red Flag County was always a poor county with harsh landscapes and little arable land, the area was impoverished. To find a way to feed the villagers, Zhao Chuanchun’s father went to great lengths, eventually connecting with a family in the province, discovering the path to wealth through coal mining. To prevent excessive exploitation and to fend off other families from reaping benefits, Zhao Chuanchun’s father allied with seven other provincial families to form the Eight Elders’ Council.
"The Eight Elders’ Council is an alliance involving forces from eight sides... on the surface, it’s not visible... and our Qin Family is one of the Eight Elders’ Council... also because my sister and I represented the interests of the Qin Family... eventually Zhao Chuanchun married my heartbroken sister..."
Sitting on the sink, Qin Yushu struggled to keep her legs spread apart to facilitate Lin Fan’s Iron Pestle moving in and out of her slick abyss. Although the tingling sensation arose from coercion, this unprecedented pleasure still made her body tremble involuntarily.
"What I want to know now is, regarding Huo Ben, which family does he represent?"
Gripping Qin Yushu’s fair neck, Lin Fan violently thrust into that slick abyss, feeling the tight contractions inside. This narrow path, lacking the passage of childbirth, offered a unique experience, despite her usual promiscuity.
"He... doesn’t represent any... family... just... somehow met the Li Family’s Li Yufeng... that guy didn’t want to stay in Red Flag County... so he agreed to recommend him as a leader... to enter the Eight Elders’ Council... but according to the Eight Elders’ Council’s requirements... a new leader must be approved by at least four families to qualify..."
Breathing heavily, Qin Yushu watched as Lin Fan aimed the Iron Pestle at her backdoor, wrapped in slickness. Unable to resist, she could only clench her fists tightly, feeling that massive object breaking through that tight gate. Though not tearing as it did the first time, the pain remained acute, yet the restrictive embrace around her prevented any rebellion.
"Wow... so tight, damn it!"
Feeling that unprecedented tightness, Lin Fan smiled at the purple-faced Qin Yushu, slowly drawing the seemingly clenched Iron Pestle, before continuing his inquiry: "So besides your Qin Family, who else agreed to him?"
"No one... agreed... he’s just an abandoned pawn..."
With heavy panting, Qin Yushu bit her lips, responding through her nose: "Zhao Chuanchun has clearly... given up on him... and according to the Eight Elders’ Council, he holds absolute veto power... so... I just pretended to use him... he himself thought he could replace Wang Liyou... but that’s just a dream... Wang Liyou is truly Zhao Chuanchun’s cherished one, and an illegitimate son from the Wang Family’s outside... a completely different tier than a freak like him!"
"So, you were deceiving him? Aren’t you afraid he’ll retaliate against you?"
Twisting Qin Yushu’s already tinged chest, Lin Fan showed no mercy.
"The Qin Family... isn’t bluffing... with him... he doesn’t dare touch me..."
Gradually acclimating, Qin Yushu couldn’t help but let out wanton moans: "In this Red Flag County... only you dare to ignore the Qin Family... oh my god... I’m... I’m coming!"