Combining the information from Cheongwol and the data gathered by Seo Ryeo-hwa and Biyeon, a single conclusion emerged. The branch leader of the Shandong Beggars’ Sect, Dumun Gang, was undoubtedly a remnant of the Honcheon Society.
There was no doubt that his act of gathering beggars to offer to the Honcheon Society was deliberate. What was intriguing was that the beggars themselves didn’t suspect Dumun Gang at all.
‘With the unorthodox sects like Sajeokmun slaughtering, kidnapping, torturing, and killing beggars, all suspicion naturally fell on them.’
That meant this scheme had been in motion for a long time. The Honcheon Society was manipulating the unorthodox sects from behind, working in tandem with Dumun Gang to abduct beggars and the destitute.
‘And even now, beggars are still disappearing.’
Most of the targets were new beggars, which explained why the others showed little reaction when their comrades went missing. It wasn’t a lack of camaraderie; they simply knew nothing about the missing individuals.
It was now certain that remnants of the Honcheon Society, yet to withdraw, lingered in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.
At that moment, footsteps approached.
—Knock, knock.
“Young Master, it’s Sohwa.”
“Come in.”
The door opened, and Sohwa entered cautiously. After closing the door, she reported in a low voice.
“I put sleeping medicine in Lady Ak’s food again today.”
“Well done.”
I nodded and rose from my seat. Shifting my appearance to Hwangbo Sam, I headed straight for Ak So-cheong’s quarters.
As I exited the building, warriors and servants stationed around turned away hurriedly upon seeing my face. The mere name “Hwangbo Sam” was enough for everyone here to know they should steer clear. Who wouldn’t avoid a reckless brute whose wrath could mean death at any moment?
Playing the part of Hwangbo Sam, I called out to a maid who was scurrying away.
“Hey, come here.”
“M-Me…?”
“Yes, you. Hurry up.”
The maid, her face pale, approached hesitantly. I gave a lecherous grin and grabbed her chin.
“Quite a beauty. Lift your skirt.”
Her eyes filled with terror. She glanced around for help, but passing warriors and servants all turned away, pretending not to see.
“H-Here…?”
I frowned, deliberately lacing my voice with irritation.
“Don’t make me repeat myself.”
“Sob… Yes…”
Tears welling, the maid lifted her skirt with trembling hands. Her pale thighs gleamed under the lantern light, her thin undergarments slightly damp.
“Hold the skirt in your mouth and pull down your undergarments.”
Tears pooled in her eyes. Knowing she couldn’t disobey, she bit the hem of her skirt and slowly began lowering her undergarments.
Her plump, untouched pussy lips were tightly closed. I grabbed the soft flesh, stirring it roughly with my fingers.
“Ngh… Hah… Young Master…! Ang…!”
“Oh, a virgin, but more sensitive than I expected.”
“Hng… P-Please… Everyone can see… Haaang!”
The maid melted under my touch, letting out sweet moans. I sneered, forcing her legs apart and greedily licking and sucking her pussy.
“Ohh…♡ Young Master…!”
Her thighs trembled, nearing climax. At that moment—
“Hwangbo Sam! What the hell are you doing?!”
A shout rang out as an old man strode forward. Lifting my face from her pussy, I turned toward the voice. It was Hwangbo Yeom, an elder of the Hwangbo Clan. According to Duseol, he was from a branch family but held significant influence among the elders.
The maid, startled, clutched her skirt and backed away. I slowly wiped my lips, flashing a lecherous grin.
“What, it’s Elder One?”
“Hwangbo Sam! Even your reckless behavior has limits! How dare you do this here!”
Picking my nose, I spoke.
“Tch, fucking noisy old man preaching bullshit. Wanna die?”
The air grew cold. The maid barely breathed, and Hwangbo Yeom’s face twisted like a demon’s.
“What did you just say?!”
“A limp-dick old bastard acting tough in front of me. When I become clan leader, I’ll slit your throat and feed you to the dogs first.”
At my insulting words, Hwangbo Yeom surged with inner energy, clenching his fist and stepping forward.
“You… I’ll fix your rotten character today!”
“Wanna go one-on-one?”
Without answering, Hwangbo Yeom charged recklessly. I kicked up dirt, showering his face with dust.
“Kgh?!”
As he rubbed his eyes, my fist smashed into his face.
-Thud!
“Argh!”
I felt his bones crush under my grip. Hwangbo Yeom’s nose collapsed, his teeth flew out, and he crumpled to the ground.
“Tch, pathetic.”
“Elder!!!”
Warriors rushed to support Hwangbo Yeom, who was unconscious, his eyes rolled back.
“Young Master! This is too much, even for you! To insult a clan elder like this—”
“Shut up, bastard.”
I kicked a warrior’s chin.
-Thwack!
“Kgh!!”
The warrior rolled on the ground, spitting blood.
“Ugh, ruined my mood.”
I dusted off my foot and left. This would surely stir chaos within the Hwangbo Clan. As I exited the corridor, countless hostile glares pierced my back. I just smirked and headed to Ak So-cheong’s quarters.
***
Ak So-cheong lay on the bed, clutching her fists tightly under the blanket.
‘To think the maid of the two heroines called the Moonlit Beauties would do such a thing.’
For days, every time she ate or drank the maid’s offerings, she fell asleep without fail. It was impossible not to notice. The food was clearly laced with sleeping drugs. And when she awoke, her body had already been violated.
‘There’s no one in this world to trust…’
Today, she pretended to eat and feigned sleep. Determined not to be victimized again, she waited for the culprit.
‘This time, I’ll catch him and find a way to pressure the Hwangbo Clan…’
Having already lost her virginity, marriage to another clan was impossible. She could pretend nothing happened, but knowing Hwangbo Sam’s loose tongue, the secret wouldn’t last.
She could expose Hwangbo Sam’s actions to gain leverage for her clan, but that would lead to conflict with the Hwangbo Clan, likely spelling doom for the struggling Ak Clan.
‘Instead… I’ll use this humiliation to my advantage.’
Ak So-cheong gritted her teeth. Though unjust and degrading, using this incident to pressure the Hwangbo Clan and secure benefits for the Ak Clan was the better path. The clan’s survival outweighed personal shame.
The door opened, and slow footsteps approached.
“Heh heh… Shall I taste this bitch’s pussy again today?”
The sound of clothes being shed, a foul breath at her nose. A heavy presence loomed over the bed.
‘Bastard…’
Ak So-cheong clenched her fists under the blanket. Channeling her qi into her fingertips, her body surged with heat. She had endured days for this moment.
The moment Hwangbo Sam lifted the blanket—
“Die!”
Her fist shot toward his face like lightning.
-Crack!
But the outcome wasn’t as expected.
-Thud.
Her fist stopped midair. No, it was caught. Hwangbo Sam’s hand had flashed out, grabbing her wrist.
“Cute.”
A sly chuckle pierced her mind.
“W-What…?! He’s supposed to be a second-rate thug…”
“Heh, seems you believed the wrong rumors. Sorry, but I’m not that easy.”
With a leisurely smile, Hwangbo Sam moved his large hand to her throat. The rough grip sent a bone-deep pressure through her.
“Kgh…! Mmph…!”
“Time to teach this cheeky slut a lesson.”
He hoisted her slender body up. Her toes dangled off the ground, her breath stifled. Seizing the moment, he clenched his fist and drove it into her lower abdomen.
“One.”
-Thwack!
“Kyaaa—!”
A gut-wrenching shock pierced her abdomen. Her stomach twisted, her insides felt like they were knotting, and a scream burst from her lips.
Hwangbo Sam’s eyes gleamed with sadistic pleasure.
“Now, two.”
The grip on her throat tightened, her chest constricting as his fist aimed for her lower abdomen again.
-Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
“Kgh…! Hngh…! P-Please… Stop…!”
But he didn’t stop. As the relentless blows struck her stomach, Ak So-cheong’s body was engulfed in pain and an inexplicable heat.
‘What’s… this? It hurts… but why… why does it feel strange…?’
-Thud!
“Kyaa…♡”
Her lower abdomen burned hotter, and she felt wetness between her thighs.
Hwangbo Sam twisted his lips into a grin.
“Look at this? This pervert’s getting off on getting her womb punched?”
“N-No…! That’s not…!”
“Not? Then what’s this?”
His hand roughly grazed her crotch. Love juices, seeping through her chastity belt, coated his fingers.
“T-That’s…!”
“Still denying it?”
Her juices glistened on his fingers, stretching like a thread. She couldn’t say a word.
“Perverted slut.”
“Hic…”
He smeared the sticky fluid on her lips.
Throwing her onto the bed, he pressed her head down, forcing her to lie face-down with her hips raised, and ripped off her chastity belt in one motion.
“W-Wait! Young Master Hwang…! Let’s talk—”
“Talk? Sure. But I prefer conversations with the body.”
Her clothes were torn off in an instant, and something thick and hot touched her exposed pussy.
“Hiiik…!”
A heavy weight pressed down on her back. A voice at her ear sent chills through her.
“By the way, why do you think I’m Hwangbo Sam?”
“W-What…?”
The voice in her ear was that of an unfamiliar man. Turning her head with difficulty, she saw a face she’d never seen before.
“W-Who are you…!?”
“Who? Your true husband.”
-Squelch!
“Ohhh—!”
A moan escaped as the impact pierced deep into her womb, her vision blurring.
“Your pussy’s been well-trained with sedatives… Perfectly molded to my cock.”
“Ang…! Haaang… W-Wait! Who are you?!”
“Curious? Too bad I won’t tell you.”
The hand pressing her head, the pleasure melting her womb—her rationality crumbled, but Ak So-cheong gritted her teeth and resisted.
“I-I’ll scream…!”
“Go ahead. But… no one’s coming to save you.”
She had no time to judge if his words were true. Clinging to her last hope, she screamed at the top of her lungs.
“Is anyone there?! Help me!!!”
But only silence answered.
“Heh, stupid slut.”
His cock slowly withdrew—
-Squelch!
Then thrust deep into her womb in one stroke.
“Nghii…♡”
“Since your pussy’s so fine, I’ll let you in on my identity.”
She couldn’t respond. Pleasure was wiping her mind blank.
“…Ever heard of the Lustful Three Demons?”
Her eyes shook violently at the name whispered in her ear.
“Ang… Haang…♡ L-Lust Demon…?”