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🕑 Added 2025-06-26 01:47:01 +0000 UTCHeroic Chivalry: The Green Legend – Chapter Eight: Return (1)
Gallant horses raced forward, kicking up clouds of dust on the road as passersby instinctively made way for them. Watching the several fine horses and a lavish carriage speed by, the people on the road looked on with envy and jealousy, for the men and women riding were all strikingly handsome and beautiful. Even though the two women were no longer young, a fleeting glance revealed their enduring beauty. The glimpses of their long, shapely legs as their skirts fluttered were even more alluring than those of younger women.
This group was led by me, returning to Heroic Chivalry Manor. Sister Yuyan, the Jin Xiong couple, and I all rode on horseback. In the carriage pulled by four horses behind us sat the children and Jiang Feng. The most frustrated was probably Xuanchong, who was the carriage driver today. By now, we had left Jinzhou City over two hours ago, and ahead we could already see the gates of Suzhou City the last stop before Hangzhou. According to our plan, we would rest there for a while, then continue on, arriving at Heroic Chivalry Manor before dusk.
As we drew closer to the city gate, my brows furrowed and my expression grew serious, for I clearly sensed a hidden murderous intent. Though those in hiding were highly skilled at concealment, they could not escape my senses. I knew exactly who these ambushers were, as I had been waiting for them for days. Back in Qiushui City, I knew they were there, but since they realized they were no match for me, they chose to back off. Now, as we neared the manor, this was their last chance, ready or not. Before setting out, I had already warned everyone that this battle was inevitable.
“There’s trouble! Everyone, prepare for battle!” I transmitted to the group.
Upon receiving my message, both our experts and the children in the carriage became alert. The horses continued to gallop, but everyone was ready. As we got closer to the city gate, the hidden killing intent grew stronger. When our group was about an arrow’s shot from the gate and had to slow down due to the crowd, dozens of masked figures in black appeared atop the city wall, crossbows in hand, and aimed at us. With a whistling sound, a volley of arrows rained down. My brow furrowed not because I couldn’t handle it, but because the weapons were military-grade repeating crossbows. The attackers’ identity… There was no time to ponder, as the enemy showed no regard for the lives of the surrounding civilians. If we didn’t handle the arrows, many innocents would die. So, as the arrows flew, I immediately drew my sword and blade to meet them.
“Endless Blades, Infinite Swords!”
For the first time since mastering these techniques, I unleashed them together. Hundreds of arrows were instantly intercepted by a web of sword and blade energy. With the threat neutralized, I charged at the masked assailants leaping down from the wall. Their eyes showed no hesitation, only a determination to fight to the death.
“You all, get out of here this is…” Sister Yuyan shouted to the surrounding civilians, urging them to leave the area. But before she could finish, something unexpected happened. The “civilians” around us drew blades and swords from their clothes, baskets, and luggage, and almost simultaneously attacked Sister Yuyan. Not just her Jin Feng and Cai Ying were attacked as well.
The ambush came from within, but the three, experienced as they were, made the right choice abandoning their horses and leaping up to fight back. After a flurry of sword and blade flashes, the assassins before me were all gravely wounded, and those attacking Sister Yuyan and the others were either dead or dying. But there was no time for relief, for at that moment, the three most skilled assassins made their move. They burst from the ground near the carriage, masked and clad in black, their martial arts far superior to the others. The fragile carriage was instantly smashed, and the three simultaneously attacked Tianling and Ruoxue, clearly intending to capture them as hostages.
At that moment, I struck with both sword and blade, each targeting one of the attackers. The two, caught off guard, had to defend themselves and gave up their assault. I couldn’t stop the third in time just as his hand was about to grab Ruoxue’s throat, a chubby figure leapt in front of her. Realizing his target was wrong, the masked man struck Jin Hao in the chest, sending him flying with a mouthful of blood. As he prepared to strike again, Sister Yuyan’s sword blocked his path, and I sent another blade energy his way.
With a slicing sound, my blade energy cut a terrible wound across his chest, gravely injuring him. Defeated, the assassin bit down on a poison capsule and died instantly. The other two, seeing this, did the same before we could act. When I checked the one I’d left alive on purpose, he was already dead.
“Death warriors,” I muttered, frowning. As I pondered who the mastermind could be, Ruoxue’s anxious voice reached my ears.
“Shizhang! Please save Jin Hao! He… he’s not going to make it! I can’t help him.”
I was surprised to hear her ask for help, as Ruoxue’s medical skills were exceptional better than any so-called miracle doctor at the manor. Few I knew could match her. But upon examining Jin Hao, I saw why she couldn’t help: he’d been struck with a cold, yin-based palm force, which Ruoxue, lacking sufficient internal strength or yang-based medicine, couldn’t expel.
Seeing Jin Hao shivering violently, Jin Feng’s face was full of worry, and Cai Ying looked at me pleadingly. Remembering how Jin Hao had risked his life for Ruoxue, I didn’t hesitate to take out a pill and say, “Nine Yang Revival Pill! As long as he’s not dead, it’ll save him.” I handed it to Ruoxue.
“Girl, this pill is extremely potent. Jin Hao’s internal strength isn’t enough, so you know what the side effects will be. He’s weak now, but when he recovers…” I added with a mischievous smile.
“These next few days… I’ll take care of him,” Ruoxue blushed as she fed Jin Hao the pill.
After he swallowed it, I helped him regulate his energy. Gradually, his color returned and the shivering stopped. Jin Feng, Cai Ying, and Ruoxue all breathed a sigh of relief. Knowing how precious the pill was, Jin Feng and Cai Ying were deeply grateful, their loyalty to me reaching its peak. Cai Ying, in particular, was touched, thinking I’d used such a treasure for her sake. Her loving gaze was like that of a woman who’d received the most precious gift, nothing like the experienced seductress she was.
Cai Ying’s look pleased me, though I didn’t tell her I had thousands of such pills, and even better ones. With the threat gone, we headed into the city. Once inside, I sent Jin Feng to buy horses and a carriage, telling him to meet us at the Tongshun Restaurant.
Xuanchong carried the weak Jin Hao, with Ruoxue supporting him. Every time Ruoxue thought of how Jin Hao had shielded her, she was deeply moved. Yesterday, I’d told her to seduce Jin Hao she’d been reluctant, but now she was more than willing, telling herself it was for Xuanchong’s “happiness.” Both Tianling and Xuanchong, moved by Jin Hao’s bravery, were now much kinder to him. Xuanchong had forgotten Jin Hao’s rudeness to Ruoxue the day before; all he remembered was Jin Hao saving his beloved wife.
Led by a waiter, Xuanchong carried Jin Hao up to a private room on the second floor, followed by Ruoxue, Tianling, Jiang Feng, and then me, Sister Yuyan, and Cai Ying. Sister Yuyan went to speak with Jiang Feng, leaving me with Cai Ying. With the children present, we couldn’t get too close, given that she was my subordinate’s wife and her son was there.
As we chatted and ate, Jin Feng returned, bringing with him Wang Yinian, head of the Suzhou branch one of the manor’s most important branches. He looked terrified, but I ignored his apologies and awkward presence. After we finished eating, I said only one thing: “Come with us to Heroic Chivalry Manor.”
Wang Yinian’s face turned ashen. As we walked ahead, leaving him behind, his eyes flashed with malice. “Keep showing off for now! When you get back, let’s see if you can still act tough. The real number one swordsman, Li Hanbing, is out of seclusion. Once you lose, let’s see how you act as manor master! With my master around, I’m not afraid of your revenge.” I didn’t know his thoughts, nor would I have cared.
By now, I was eager to return, only one thought echoing in my mind: “Jingyi, I’m coming home.”
While I was rushing home, the person I missed most was praying I wouldn’t return. She didn’t know I was no longer the useless man who could only hide away, no longer the one powerless to stop her from being raped in front of me. She hoped I wouldn’t come back, so she could find a way to protect my reputation. Even if it meant her body being humiliated again, even if it meant putting a green hat on me, for the sake of the manor and me, she had no choice.
Jingyi, dressed in splendid clothes befitting her status as Lü family matriarch, wore a deep, lingering sadness on her face enough to make anyone wonder what could trouble such a woman.
The answer was simple: three days ago, two experts and many martial artists came to Heroic Chivalry Manor. The two were Li Hanbing, once the world’s top swordsman and now number two, and Ding Zaiyang, the second-best blade. Their reason was simple: Li Hanbing wanted to challenge the current number one swordsman the manor master, me to reclaim his title.
Five years ago, Li Hanbing lost to Feng Tianhao after fifty moves. Proud and ambitious, he went into seclusion to master the strongest Tianshan sword technique the Three Sacred Swords. Just over a month ago, he emerged, learned I’d replaced him as number one, and decided to challenge me. On his way, he heard I’d been poisoned and fallen off a cliff, so the challenge became a memorial. But a day ago, he heard I was alive and eagerly waited at the manor for our duel.
With Li Hanbing waiting, none of the martial artists who came for the memorial left they wanted to witness the battle for the world’s top sword. This made Jingyi even more worried. If I returned, the duel was inevitable. The only hope was for someone to intervene only Feng Tianhao could do that. And the only one who could summon him was his son, Feng Jinghui. For this, Jingyi, for the first time in years, invited Feng Jinghui into our bedroom and planned to serve him herself. At the same time, she notified the Suzhou branch to intercept me and inform the manor if I returned.
Feng Jinghui, upon receiving her invitation, rushed back from West Lake. Though he’d enjoyed her body many times, this was the first time she’d offered herself. When the door opened without warning, Jingyi knew her tormentor had arrived. She went to greet him, seeing him enter with Feng Xing. A trace of resentment flashed across her face Feng Jinghui had lately enjoyed bringing his servant along to touch her body as well.
Though she disliked it, she had no choice. For the sake of the manor and me, she forced a smile and hurried to greet him, anxiously taking his hand. “Jinghui, you’re finally back! I…”
“Wait, Mother-in-law, I just got back and I’m exhausted,” Feng Jinghui said with a wicked grin.
Jingyi immediately understood, blushing as she helped him undress. “Jinghui, would you like to bathe? Let your mother-in-law serve you.”
“That’s good, but… Feng Xing is tired too!” Feng Jinghui said lewdly.
“Then… let’s go to the back mountain. There’s enough space for all of us to bathe,” Jingyi said shyly.
“Hahaha! Let’s go! It’s been a long time since I bathed with Mother-in-law. Serve us well, and if I’m pleased, I’ll ask my father to come,” Feng Jinghui said as he led her away.
Heroic Chivalry Manor was built into the mountains, beautiful and easy to defend. Several hot springs dotted the grounds, and the one atop the back mountain was reserved for me and Jingyi no one else was allowed near without our permission. It was also where Feng Tianhao and his son often played with Jingyi. In the past, I would serve them as they used her, but today they would handle her themselves.
Once out of the residential area, Feng Jinghui’s attitude changed. Grinning, he grabbed Jingyi’s plump buttocks and kneaded them hard. She didn’t resist she was used to it. Though her face was red and her heart full of pain, she could only accept it.
Feng Xing followed, eyes glued to Jingyi’s voluptuous rear, hoping for a chance to touch it. When Feng Jinghui gave him a signal, he eagerly moved to her other side, fondling her buttocks as well. Their hands competed in kneading her perfect curves, and under their touch, Jingyi’s sensitive body responded, her arousal growing.
She was acutely aware of her body’s reactions. Though she had once enjoyed sex only with her husband, after being used by Feng Tianhao, she experienced a pleasure she’d never known. Though she knew it was wrong, after tasting the power of their cocks, her body betrayed her every time. Under their use, she became wanton and debased, regretting it afterward, but knowing she was truly shameless.
Now, about to be used again by her son-in-law, she felt guilt for betraying her husband and daughter. Worse, her body was actually looking forward to the humiliation and rough sex, craving the heights she’d never reached with her husband.
Her body’s anticipation and her mind’s resistance tore at her. If not for her family, she might have ended her life. As she struggled, the two men’s hands moved from her buttocks to her sex, through her skirt.
“Ah ” she moaned, quickly stifling it, but the men grinned in triumph.
“Mother-in-law, take off your top and throw it by the path,” Feng Jinghui ordered with a wicked smile. He glanced at Feng Xing, thinking it was a great idea having her undress as they went up the mountain, leaving her clothes behind. If anyone saw, her reputation would be ruined.
Jingyi hesitated, the order was so humiliating. But she had no time to resist if Feng Tianhao didn’t come soon, the manor could be lost. With a sigh, she undressed as they walked, leaving her fine clothes scattered along the stone path. Soon, only her dudou remained. Under their stares, she removed that too, exposing her full breasts and purple nipples.
“Is this enough?” she asked, voice trembling, knowing it was only the beginning.
“Skirt too!” Feng Jinghui ordered, slapping her butt.
With another sigh, she removed her skirts, standing naked in the daylight. Her long legs, perfect hips, and lush pubic hair were all exposed. Though not the first time naked before him, it was the first time outdoors, in broad daylight. If anyone saw, her reputation would be destroyed.
“Hahaha! How does it feel, Mother-in-law, to walk around naked in the daytime? Isn’t it exciting?” Feng Jinghui asked, groping her sex and finding it wet.
“You’re really wet! Mother-in-law, are you excited being naked outside for your son-in-law? Feng Xing, feel her too!” he said.
Feng Xing eagerly fondled her, excited by her arousal. “Madam, you’re so lewd! Just being naked, you’re already dripping how badly do you want a big cock?” he laughed.
“Mother-in-law, even the servant says you’re a shameless slut! I used to think you were chaste, but after seeing you beg my father to fuck you, I realized you’re just a bitch. Say it ‘Zhen Jingyi is a slut, the matriarch of Heroic Chivalry Manor is a slut who shows off her bare ass to her son-in-law and servant in broad daylight!’” Feng Jinghui commanded.
Humiliated, Jingyi felt her body’s shameful response. The real humiliation was not being used, but her body’s excitement. As she debated whether to obey, her body told her shouting the words would excite her, even though she’d regret it. But for her family, she had no choice.
“Zhen Jingyi is a slut, the matriarch of Heroic Chivalry Manor is a slut who shows off her bare ass to her son-in-law and servant in broad daylight!” she shouted, tears of shame streaming down her face.
Her humiliation excited Feng Jinghui, who forgot about the bath he wanted her now. Stripping, he pressed against her from behind, kneading her breasts and grinding his cock between her buttocks.
“Please, son-in-law, not here let’s go to the hot spring,” she pleaded, knowing it was futile.
“Hands on the steps, stick your ass up,” he ordered.
With no choice, she complied, presenting her body. Feng Jinghui admired her, then asked, “Mother-in-law, do you want your son-in-law to fuck your pussy or your ass?”
“My… my pussy…” she whispered after a brief struggle.
“As you wish! Taste your son-in-law’s big cock!” With that, he thrust into her, filling her completely.
“Ah so good!” she cried, more quickly and wantonly than ever before. Naked outdoors in broad daylight, she was more aroused than ever, her body moving eagerly to meet his thrusts.
Her enthusiasm surprised Feng Jinghui, who began pounding her hard, their bodies slapping together. “Mother-in-law, is my cock good? Am I fucking you well?” he demanded.
“Yes! Good son-in-law… fuck your mother-in-law’s big ass… fuck me hard!” she moaned, moving her hips even more.
In the open, the manor matriarch and her son-in-law were lost in debauchery, clothes scattered behind them, with the servant watching and masturbating nearby.
“Mother-in-law! Zhen Jingyi! Aren’t you a shameless slut?” he asked as he fucked her.
“I am! I’m Zhen Jingyi, shaking my ass for my son-in-law’s cock!” she screamed, moving her hips wildly.
“Who’s fucking you?” he demanded.
“Big-ass slut Zhen Jingyi is being fucked by her son-in-law’s big cock!” she cried.
Her wantonness pleased Feng Jinghui, though he envied his father for having trained her so thoroughly. He didn’t know that Feng Tianhao had broken her by threatening me she could endure pain herself, but not seeing me suffer. I witnessed every step of her transformation from resistance to submission.
The sounds of their bodies echoed as they lost themselves in pleasure. Her breasts swung, her body shook, and the servant, excited, masturbated nearby, hoping to join in.
“Slut, suck my servant’s cock! Feng Xing, fuck her mouth!” Feng Jinghui ordered, thrusting harder.
Feng Xing eagerly shoved his cock into her mouth, fucking her face as she moved her head and hips in time, her face a picture of debauchery.
Soon, all three reached climax together.
“I’m coming! Madam, swallow all my cum!” Feng Xing shouted as he came in her mouth.
“Mother-in-law, I’m coming! Your son-in-law is breeding you again!” Feng Jinghui cried as he filled her with his seed.
Jingyi, climaxing too, moaned around the cock in her mouth, savoring the feeling of being filled front and back. The three collapsed together on the steps.
After a while, Jingyi recovered, wanting to get up but afraid to anger Feng Jinghui. She could only endure, naked and humiliated, her eyes full of sorrow.
Just then, a familiar figure rushed over Butler Fu. Though embarrassed, Jingyi saw his anxious face and knew something serious had happened.
“Madam! The master is back!” he said, bowing low. At his feet lay her scattered clothes.
“What? Where is he?” she asked in panic.
“At the training ground! In front of all the sects, he’s about to duel Li Hanbing…” Fu said gravely.
“Ah!” Jingyi cried in despair.
After a moment’s grief, she rushed to Fu, hurriedly dressed, and ran toward the training ground. Butler Fu, who had just seen her naked, followed behind, his expression a mix of excitement, disappointment, and confusion…
