Chapter 238: Placing My Chess Pieces!

Chapter 238: Placing My Chess Pieces!

A week later, Operation: Limp Dick had done its intended damage. The targeted brothel went completely out of business. A massive medical scandal quickly followed as a new wave of erectile dysfunction spread throughout the region.

The affliction specifically targeted many important men from Star City and the Central Government close to the Lee family. Raymond Lee was one such unfortunate victim of the poisoning scandal.

Around ten employees of the establishment vanished without a trace. The local authorities presumed they were either dead or directly involved in the poisoning. In truth, these spies received generous retirement packages.

Shadow successfully smuggled them away from Eurasia. They were sent to live comfortably in any other country they chose.

After Raymond received his official diagnosis, he learned of similar poisoning incidents occurring in China. The discovery infuriated him. He marched straight to my Fire Birds office one afternoon alongside the local authorities to search for incriminating evidence.

Nadia rushed quick to the scene. She immediately handled the legal assault with sharp precision. The authorities possessed nothing but circumstantial evidence.

Furthermore, I still held past recordings of Raymond explicitly threatening me. The entire case was thrown out of court due to a complete lack of hard proof. I leaned back in my office chair, crossed my arms, and delivered my only official response to the public media, stating, "As the Leader of a legitimate Syndicate, I advise all individuals seeking a brothel to go to legal establishments with a trusted background and not one run with sinister agendas. As a man, my heart hurts for all seventy-two affected men."

When I originally told Ning'er about the plan, she stared at me with wide eyes, completely dumbfounded by the sheer audacity of the scheme. However, she quickly recovered her composure and ordered the drug to be sent immediately for my needs. At first, she did not want the chemical compound to go public in Eurasia.

She grew hesitant about the potential fallout, biting her lower lip nervously. But when Shadow told her the dissemination was fine, she gladly acquiesced to the request and signed off on the transfer.

The entire process of starting and ending the scandal took a mere two weeks. It remained a tiny bump in the grand plans going forward.

After that temporary distraction, time flowed slowly. Normal business operations occupied my day-to-day life. I focused heavily on keeping my family happy.

I cultivated with Ling Ling on a regular basis, channeling our inner energies together to maintain my strength. Eventually, I began to actively put my soldiers into position for the final battle in Central.

Then, unbelievably, one year passed in the blink of an eye. I woke up to realize I am now twenty-three years old.

Thankfully, my wives have temporarily stopped getting pregnant. This reprieve allows me to focus entirely on getting ready for Adam Lee's upcoming birthday, which is less than a year away now. He is close to turning eighteen.

That milestone marks the moment he finally finds out what fate has in store for him and his family.

My lovers gave birth to a healthy new wave of children over the past year.

Ning Tang gave birth to our son, Long Tang.

Ling Ling gave birth to our son, Tim Sun. Tim happened to be my past life's name back when I was with Ling'er.

Lucy Shen gave birth to Valentine Shen. My son was named because of our advanced artificial intelligence program named Baby, which we later officially named Valentine. The choice felt fitting.

Jill Feng gave birth to our daughter, Angel Feng.

Gretta Yang gave birth to our son, Mike Yang.

Mary Lee finally got the son she desperately wanted, naming him Ryan Tang.

Mei Xia gave birth to my son. Comically, he was given a name that only she, me, Lucy, and Ling Ling truly know the significance of: Bruce Lee.

Kate Tang gave birth to our daughter, Lilith Tang.

This latest round of births brings my total number of black haired and blue eyed children to a whopping twenty-seven. I let out a heavy sigh just thinking about the massive number.

The most noticeable thing to change in my life is the current wife that I am making love to right now. Ning'er is beneath me, her dark blue eyes gazing deeply into mine as the two of us passionately entangle. Her intense stare challenges me directly, her fingers digging into my shoulders.

She arches her back slightly, acting like she is actively daring me to finish first before her.

As I deeply kiss her, I feel myself nearing my end. I know she too is incredibly close to the edge. Her long legs wrap tightly around my lower back, pulling me deeper into her warmth.

She presses against me and encourages me to finish as her body begins its powerful climax. She suddenly breaks the kiss, panting heavily against my lips as she gasps out, "This Empress demands you finish, Rick! I love you..."

My words of love flow completely natural in the heat of the moment as I push harder inside her, groaning out, "Ning'er, my heart is yours!"

Yes, the two of us have fallen madly in love over the months. Well, I always knew I would fall for her. But when our son was born, she was profoundly moved.

Since that day, she has aggressively hunted me down for lovemaking at every single opportunity. She corners me constantly, like right now, right in the middle of the afternoon.

I let the smallest amount of Chi enter my lovers' bodies whenever I finish inside them now. I started the habit because I have confirmed a positive side effect. The overall health of all of them has noticeably improved over time. It is not true cultivation. However, the pure Yang energy I provide helps their physical bodies just ever so slightly. So I fill her with my burning lust and let out a low grunt, unloading inside her.

I suck on her neck gently as she pants heavily in my arms. The room is completely silent save for our breathing. She rests her head against my chest, traces small circles on my bare skin, and whispers out of breath, "Rick... I don't want you to leave my side... When I go back, you must spend half a year in China with me... Your children will need you..."

I stroke her long hair, leaning down to kiss her forehead before responding with a frown, "Children? But sure, I will fly there a lot. I cannot live without you in my life as well. But... What if you stay here with me, like now?"

Ning'er uncharacteristically holds my face with both soft hands. Her palms feel warm against my cheeks. She gazes at me with absolute seriousness before admitting a few shocking things, whispering, "My husband, first, I am pregnant again. And secondly... I am actually the Empress of China, and your Father and Grandfather are my subjects. My Mother was the last Empress, and I was the one sitting in the throne room the day your Father unmasked himself. I promise on our Son's name, I am indeed the Empress of China. And you, my Husband, are the current Emperor, though I am the one in charge."

I am so completely stunned by the revelation that I feel my body react on pure instinct. I let out just a little more baby batter shot out of sheer surprise, twitching inside her. Then I rapidly think back to everything she had ever said to me.

I recall all our past interactions. The subtle clues I originally thought were just jokes flash through my mind. I remember my Father's very cryptic words, which neither lied nor fully told the truth.

I stare down at her, meeting her deep blue eyes, and ask my only pressing question, "Ning'er, why tell me this now?"

She smiles beautifully up at me, the tension completely leaving her face. She puts both arms around my neck and pulls herself closer to press her bare chest against mine, answering softly, "I wanted you to not freak out about my pregnancy, and I am tired of keeping it from you. I love you too much, and I know you will be fine with it. I just need you to know the reason I cannot stay in Eurasia after you kill the Li family. Just know my love is pure and never ending for you."

Huh? For some strange reason, I am not freaking out like I normally should. I look down and realize the reality of the situation.

I have the absolute leader of the China Empire pinned under me. My Dragon is actively spitting fire in her furnace, still buried deep inside her. A slow smile plays on my lips.

This entire situation is so incredibly crazy that it is funny. I adjust my grip on her waist and question her further, "But the Emperor has been making appearances while you have been here, how is that?"

She giggles softly, wrapping her legs a bit tighter around me to keep me inside as she clarifies, "That is your Father filling in for me. All China Emperors, man or woman, wear the outfit of a man to hide our identities. Did you know in the last two thousand years, most Emperors have been women?"

I raise an eyebrow, genuinely intrigued by the secret history, asking her, "Really? But what about the massive harems?"

She rolls her deep blue eyes playfully, tracing the line of my jaw with her finger as she explains, "They are entirely for show, and most of those Empresses are just friends or shadows."

I kiss her deeply to assure her I am perfectly alright with this massive revelation. I carefully pull out of her warm depths so we can talk normally. I lift her up into my arms and carry her directly to the bath.

She gently puts her hand on her belly, resting her head against my shoulder. She looks up at me and speaks softly, asking, "I need you to know, Rick, I am not having children with you for your identity as the Yellow Emperor. I already have a son to lead the country. I am having children with you because I love you. Do you know what my mother said in my letter?"

I sit us down under the shower on the foam shower chair. I let the warm water run smoothly over our bodies, washing away the remnants of our lovemaking. I shake my head to prompt her.

She leans against my chest, letting the water stream over her shoulders as she continues her story, revealing, "My Mother said her only regret in life was not having her lover's child. She was very happy to have me, but she did not love my Father. She watched you grow up until your awakening, and she saw a man who took his lumps but didn't crumble, and never gave up. She said to trust her taste in men, and to learn to love you. She said China is worthless without a family you live for, and to have many children. Me personally, I think my Mother may have even fallen for your teenage self. Did you know she even had a picture of you in her room to remind her of the boy that extended her life?"

I immediately imagine another version of Lucy at that exact moment, shuddering slightly before muttering, "I am Honored, Flattered, and Disturbed by that."

She teases me instantly, letting out a soft giggle and splashing a bit of water at my chest as she counters, "Yeah, my Mother looked just like me, but older... Just your preference, Ufufu."

I squeeze her hip gently, looking at her with a mix of suspicion and dread as I ask, "So wait, are we having more children after this one as well?!"

Then she reminds me of the specific promise I made back in Japan, tapping my nose with a wet finger as she proclaims, "You said you would give me four children if you could, and you promised me. So yes, I will have four children total with you, my husband."

She suddenly pulls my head down and kisses me hard to stop the conversation entirely. I realize I completely lost the argument the moment I made that stupid promise months ago. Ling Ling definitely needs more spanks for her past lies.

My damn fertility is perfectly intact as it was before. Fuck.

Another intense round of imperial insemination takes place immediately on the foam shower chair, my hands gripping her hips as I plunge right back into a very eager Empress under the rushing water...

Deep underground in the bunker-buster proof main home of the Lee Traditionalist compound in the northern hills of Central Capital, a father and son pair sat quietly having tea. Both men wore traditional Chinese clothing from ancient times, the heavy silk rustling softly as they moved.

The Father set his porcelain teacup down on the wooden table, looked directly at his son, and asked, "Adam, how is your training, and anything learned from your dreams?"

Adam lee adjusted his robes, leaning back with a confident smirk as he replied, "My Hacking skills are definitely better than that China Empire Hungry Ghost, but I have not seen him around much in the last year. I wonder if he died or retired? As far as my dreams? I know I had a life in a futuristic world. I had vividly known I was a star-ship captain. But I was unable to retain any of my skills from the dream, sorry Father."

The Head of the Lee Family simply nodded, taking a slow sip of his hot tea before offering, "Adam, it is fine, all of our records say you need to be eighteen for the skills to set in your mind. We are almost there, but..."

Adam cut in seamlessly, crossing his legs and tapping his fingers against the table as he guessed, "The Political Lee and many government officials are believing I am a fraud, right? I see it in the emails and I see it in their private texts. They say we are using it as a power grab, and that is how we swallowed up both foreign and domestic military."

The elder man let out a low sigh, nodding grimly as he explained, "The Prime-minister wants you to publicly show yourself when you awaken, or they will strip us of our foreign affairs credentials for trying to seize control."

Adam reached up to brush his long black hair out of his bright blue eyes, his expression turning cold as he questioned, "Well we are, did they find out we will start to kill them off as well, is that why they want me to show the world my power?"

The Father chuckled darkly, pouring a bit more tea into his son's cup while he sneered, "The Political Lee said to put up or shut up. Their logic is to steal the wind from Rick Lee Senior, the new Shadow of China claiming to be the Yellow Emperor. That fraud and his Father tricked China into believing he was special. I was there for his eighteenth birthday, and nothing special happened. The same for his bastard son. Let him bark like a rich young master, because in the end, he will bow to your strength when you unleash it, ha-ha."

Adam only smiled, his eyes flashing with anticipation as he stared at the steam rising from his cup. He could not wait for his eighteenth birthday to arrive so he could finally witness his own ascension...

Meanwhile, Prime-minister Lee was inside the restroom of the Capitol Building, sitting quietly in one of the stalls. A pair of feet was clearly visible in the stall right next to him.

A secure black electronic device moved smoothly under the stall divider to the person next to it. The man in the next stall spoke calmly, his voice slightly muffled by the partition as he instructed, [Prime-minister Lee, here is the special phone that Adam cannot access, and is secure for top secret talks. It is good that you demanded Adam be exposed in the ceremony. Now we can deal with him without having to use a massive bomb. We also have a group of body double studying you and your family members for the Government, to be decoys. We cannot let you get assassinated like the Lee Conservatives were. Any questions before I leave, Prime-minister Lee?]

Prime-minister Lee took the device, slipping it carefully into his suit pocket before answering in a low whisper, "No, my family agrees with your boss's plans. The Traditionalists have been killing and are looking at my family now. We will work with your groups. Please thank your boss for me."

The hidden operative shifted slightly in the stall, his voice dropping an octave as he whispered back, [No, my boss sends his thanks for the pardon, because of you, moving has been smooth, and he wants you and your family to keep up the righteous work. Eurasia is too important to him to let a civil war tear us apart again. Well, I will see you here next month when the gaming convention is here. My gaming firm has been really busy lately, so I have to go, goodbye.]

Tony Deng, now twenty-eight years old, stepped out of the stall. He washed and dried his hands thoroughly, ran his fingers through his brown hair, looked at his brown eyes in the mirror, and smiled at his reflection before leaving the restroom.

Walking down the grand hallway, he smiled to himself at the brilliant foresight of his boss and friend. Rick was completely right. Nobody would ever believe the first minor antagonist was actually the main man pulling the strings in the bigger game right under all the Lee family's noses.

He walked with a light bounce in his step, quietly singing his favorite theme song under his breath, "~Everybody Is Kung-Fu Fighting♪! Ha-ha..."