Dahai smiled and waved at me, then glanced at his watch, “No rush, wait a bit.
Last night I saw a notice on this website saying that a high-ranking member from the Black Spade Society in America, nicknamed something like ‘Black King,’ is officially taking over the Black Spade Society in Handong tonight.
They’re going to have some kind of welcoming ceremony?
I’m curious, let’s wait and see.” I looked at Dahai speechlessly, feeling like he was a teenager addicted to the internet, maintaining a high level of interest in everything new.
Watching him so engrossed, I glanced at my watch; it was almost 11 o’clock.
Thinking of Xidong alone at home, my concern made me reluctant to spend time with Dahai watching this pointless show.
I pouted, looking utterly bored.
“Then take your time.
I’m going home now.
I’ll treat you to drinks another day.” Unexpectedly, Dahai grabbed my hand, looking at me pleadingly.
“Oh, it’s only 11 o’clock!
Time flies!
Stay with me until the end.
We’ll drink tonight.
I don’t want to go home.
Just keep me company.” Looking at the pitiful expression on Dahai’s face, I immediately understood—he’d probably had another fight with his wife.
I shrugged helplessly and sat down again.
After thinking for a moment, I decided to offer him some advice: “Dahai, Ningwei might just have a spoiled princess temper.
Just coax her a bit, there’s no need to be confrontational.” Dahai, hearing me mention his wife, smiled wryly: “Wenzi, you know how I treat Ningning.
I’m like a precious gem, afraid to drop her if I hold her in my hands, afraid she’ll melt if I keep her in my mouth.” “I wouldn’t say I’m completely obedient, but I’m more than capable of fulfilling her every wish.
I think no one else has ever been such a devoted admirer.” “Ningning bought him a whole roomful just to show off her designer bags and shoes to her best friends.
She manages the household finances, and all the properties that are publicly displayed are in his name.” “Dahai A month ago, he mentioned wanting me to climb the ranks a bit more.
He even shamelessly asked my father for help.
He gave him a long speech, spouting nonsense about Ningning’s motives—like working for our family’s greater development and benefiting the people.
But even though my father loves me, he just smiled at the request and didn’t follow up.” “You know our family situation.
We can’t be too ostentatious with our spending in China.
The younger generation in my family, whether in business, politics, or the military, can’t climb too fast, lest they attract envy and jealousy.
Otherwise, do you think I’d want to drive that beat-up A6?” “Since I haven’t gotten this done last month, Ningning has been throwing tantrums every day, but I still try to appease her.” “Today she asked me to buy her some high-end shoes, and without a word, I had a friend order a pair for her.” “She wants to use the hot springs in Huashan County to stir up trouble in the city.
I subtly hinted at things to her.
Power and politics are things she can’t understand.
I advised her not to spread rumors, and she got furious with me, calling me a lazy bum with no ambition, saying she has no idea how murky things are!” “What can I do?
I begged my father, my uncle, and my grandfather, but they all scolded me.
I’m too soft on Ningning; I need to be firmer.
But when I see Ningning’s face, all the harsh words I wanted to say just won’t come out.” Listening to Dahai tell me about his relationship with Lin Ningwei, I was actually quite speechless.
Women like that, somewhat flamboyant and wasteful, you either don’t marry them, or if you do, you have to keep them in check.
But my childhood friend failed at both.
“Hey, hey, hey!
It’s starting!” Just as I was wondering how to dissuade Dahai, he suddenly clapped my hand excitedly, staring intently at a live stream screen, double-clicking to zoom in with wide eyes.
Then, my eyes widened involuntarily.
In full-screen mode, the live stream screen showed: Golden lights outlined a tall, dark figure seated on a magnificent carriage.
His skin, as black as ink, clearly identified him as a Black man.
The black man sitting in the carriage wore a golden king’s mask, and a black cloak draped over his back, shimmering dazzlingly in the golden light.
This tall, robust black figure was completely naked except for the opulent cloak.
His upper body was strong and powerful, with clearly defined muscles.
He sat imposingly on the carriage, his two strong, muscular legs spread wide.
His powerful physique was not only bulging with muscles, but his erect penis was also terrifyingly large.
A woman with a curvaceous figure, dressed in SM lingerie, was kneeling beneath him, diligently licking him with her small, fragrant tongue.
The only pity was that the woman wore a butterfly mask, obscuring her true face.
The black man flicked his riding crop in the air, creating a crack, and then lashed it out.
“Ugh…ugh…” The whip lashed viciously at the dozen or so female slaves tied to the front of the carriage.
These women were completely naked, chewing on their quills.
The whip left red welts on their backs.
They dared not struggle, only whimpering in pain, their limbs on the ground as the dozen or so bitches laboriously dragged the carriage forward.
The female slaves crawled on their knees, pulling the carriage to the center of the stage, whereupon cheers erupted.
In my memory, the black man who appeared on Zhao Dahai’s office computer screen—I don’t quite remember what he said on the screen—but now it seems so ridiculous.
That night, looking at the black man on the screen, I didn’t even recognize that person as Nick.
After some jumbled rules, Nick, standing in front of the camera wearing a golden king’s mask, spoke his last few words, which are deeply etched in my mind.
“My goal in coming to Handong this time is to train a few sex slave bitches exclusively for myself.” At the time, I just scoffed.
The Black Spade Club’s lewd gimmick to attract members…
I watched the screen disappear, then turned and asked, “Finished watching?
Let’s go.” “Yeah.” Da Hai shut down the computer, somewhat bored.
“I thought there would be some exciting sex scenes, but it’s just some empty stuff, pretty boring.
What I wanted to see didn’t come up.” “What did you want to see the most?” I really regretted asking.
Da Hai chuckled mischievously.
“I heard in that group the other day that this ‘Black King’ is some kind of top-tier dominatrix from the American club.
He said he found something amazing here in Hanzhong, and he’s training it into a sex toy for women.
I’m really curious what it is.” “I heard from people in the group that Black King revealed it’s been trained to a pretty good level.
I was thinking I’d get to see it tonight, but I’m disappointed.” I looked at Da Hai’s expression and took two steps away from him with a look of disgust.
“You just go to a porn site, is it really worth all this investment?” “Tch, you don’t understand, it’s called curiosity.” “You know what?” “Hey, what kind of look is that?
You, Song Wenbo, think you’re so high and mighty, okay?!” “Wenzi, let me tell you about a place.
The girls in that bar are absolutely gorgeous.” I shrugged, shaking off his hand on my shoulder, and said seriously, “We’re like brothers.
If you bring another girl, I’m leaving.” Dahai looked at my serious face and scoffed, “I really don’t understand why I want to be friends with a gentleman like you.”