Chapter 58: Chapter 37: The Secret Arts & Official Status

After Uncle Wulong had finished explaining the core theory and the principles of this special, erotic massage technique, he paused for a moment. He glanced nervously and shyly once again toward the closed door, even though he already knew this room was completely soundproof and isolated. His face was still slightly flushed with embarrassment, but his voice was low, serious, and full of meaning as he leaned closer to Jun Hao.

"Young Master Jun Hao... let me tell you the absolute truth and the most important thing you need to know about this skill," Wulong began, his tone heavy with warning and revelation. "If you have truly mastered these tricks, if you understand exactly how to touch, where to touch, and how to control the rise of their desire... I can guarantee you one thing without a doubt."

He paused, letting the words sink in, before continuing.

"Almost every female patient or customer you treat using this method... they will be so overwhelmed by lust, their desire will rise to the very top of their heads, their passion will be uncontrollable... that they will directly ask you to have sex with them, right there on the spot, immediately after or even during the session. That is how powerful this art is. They will lose their rationality completely because the pleasure is just too intense. So... Young Master... you must always be prepared and ready for whatever happens next. You have to know exactly how to handle the situation that follows."

Jun Hao listened to every word with eyes shining brighter than ever, his interest burning fiercely. He nodded slowly, understanding the weight of what Wulong was saying. Then, a thought crossed his mind, and he asked casually but with deep curiosity, his voice calm and friendly.

"Uncle Wulong... hearing you say that... makes me wonder. Is there... perhaps something else we can use to make it even stronger? Like... some kind of aphrodisiac liquid or special potion? Something that can help ignite their feelings even faster and hotter?"

Uncle Wulong fell silent instantly. He froze in place, looking at Jun Hao with wide, startled eyes. For a moment, he hesitated deeply. This was a secret that absolutely should not be revealed to outsiders or regular staff; it was something forbidden to mention openly. But then, he remembered clearly: Jun Hao was not an ordinary employee. He was the close personal friend of Director Aojin, treated with the same respect as the boss himself. Their relationship was special, and nothing had been hidden between them during this entire lesson.

After a few seconds of internal debate, Wulong let out a soft breath, his expression changing from hesitation to determination. He looked at Jun Hao seriously and spoke in a hushed tone.

"Young Master... you really ask about everything, don’t you? You are right... there are such things. But... this is the deepest secret we have here. Never mention this to anyone else, do you understand?"

Seeing Jun Hao nod firmly, Wulong walked quickly over to the large shelf cabinet where all the oils and lotions were stored. He looked around one last time, then crouched down, reaching toward the very bottom, to a small, hidden compartment behind the regular bottles that was almost invisible to the eye. He opened a concealed drawer that didn’t look like it was there.

From inside that secret storage space, he took out several small bottles and containers. They looked different from the standard ones, the liquid inside having a slightly thicker texture or a more potent, rich aroma. He brought them over to Jun Hao and showed them carefully.

"Look at these," Wulong whispered. "These are special lotions and oils that have been secretly mixed and blended with strong aphrodisiac essences and stimulating extracts. They are not sold or shown to anyone else. If you use these oils while performing the special massage techniques I just taught you... the result will be even more extreme, more intense, and faster. Their bodies will react instantly, their senses will be heightened to the maximum, and their arousal will be unstoppable. It makes everything I told you about... happen ten times faster and stronger."

Jun Hao looked at the bottles, a wide, amused, and very satisfied smile spreading across his face. He let out a hearty, light laugh, full of excitement and appreciation.

"Hahaha! Uncle Wulong, you really are a treasure trove of secrets! Thank you so much. This is absolutely perfect. This will help me so, so much. Honestly... this is exactly the kind of thing I needed to know. You have no idea how useful this will be," Jun Hao said happily, his voice relaxed and cheerful, radiating confidence.

Uncle Wulong smiled shyly but felt relieved to share it with someone worthy. He carefully put the special bottles back into their hidden place, closing the compartment securely so no trace remained, ensuring the secret was safe again.

"Alright. Now that you know everything... theory, principles, and even the special enhancements... it is time to practice this part as well," Wulong said, turning back to the life-sized silicone doll lying on the bed. "Come here. I will demonstrate once more, slowly and in detail, specifically showing you the techniques for this erotic massage. Watch every movement, every touch, every change in pressure and speed. Then, you will practice it yourself on this doll. I will stand right next to you, and I will correct every single mistake, no matter how small it is. I will explain again and again until you get it exactly right."

And so, the training session continued.

Uncle Wulong demonstrated the art of sensual touch perfectly. He showed how to let the fingertips barely graze the skin, creating shivers. He showed how to use the warmth of the palm to create anticipation. He showed the rhythm of speeding up and slowing down, the art of teasing, and exactly how to handle the sensitive zones. Jun Hao watched with intense focus, absorbing every detail.

Then it was his turn. He stepped forward and began practicing. Just like before, but now dealing with much more delicate and precise movements, Jun Hao started making small errors. Sometimes he pressed a tiny bit too hard, killing the sensation. Sometimes he moved too fast, breaking the mood. Sometimes he missed the exact line of sensitivity.

"Wait! Stop here," Wulong would say immediately, stepping in gently. "See? Here... you moved too directly. In standard massage, that is fine. But here... you must circle around it first, build the tension, then approach slowly. Like this... feel the difference? You have to make the body want the touch before you give it."

Jun Hao would nod, understanding instantly, correcting his hand position, and trying again. "Ah... right. It is about expectation, isn’t it? I get it now."

This process repeated continuously. They practiced, corrected, discussed, and refined. The session went on for hours, uninterrupted. Uncle Wulong did not accept any patients or customers at all that entire day; his full attention and time were dedicated solely to teaching Jun Hao.

From the standard reflexology and massage theory they started with in the morning, all the way through to the deepest, most secret erotic techniques and the use of special oils, they practiced until the sun began to set and the sky outside turned dark.

Throughout these long hours, Uncle Wulong was constantly amazed. Jun Hao’s ability to absorb knowledge, his speed of learning, and his ability to improve were truly genius-level. What took others months or years to understand, Jun Hao grasped in minutes. What others struggled to perfect for weeks, Jun Hao mastered after only a few corrections. His intelligence, his natural understanding of anatomy, and his sharp intuition made him the best student Wulong had ever had in his entire life.

Finally, as the evening grew late, Uncle Wulong stood back and watched Jun Hao finish a complete sequence perfectly. His movements were smooth, natural, seductive yet controlled, exactly as they should be. There were no more mistakes. Every touch was precise, every rhythm was correct.

Wulong let out a long breath, a look of deep satisfaction and genuine pride on his face. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled broadly at Jun Hao.

"That is enough for today, Young Master," Wulong said warmly. "I have seen enough. You have learned everything there is to learn. From the standard, basic knowledge that every therapist knows, to the special, secret arts that only a handful of masters possess... you have mastered it all. In both theory and practice, your level is more than sufficient. You are completely ready."

He paused for a moment, then asked clearly and formally.

"Now... tell me. With what you have learned and demonstrated today... are you ready to start working? Do you wish to begin receiving customers starting tomorrow?"

Jun Hao stood up straight, rolling down his sleeves, his face beaming with energy, enthusiasm, and that calm, confident dignity he always carried. He replied immediately, without a single moment of hesitation, his voice full of excitement.

"Oh, absolutely! I would be absolutely delighted to start. I am fully prepared and very much looking forward to it," Jun Hao answered happily, adding a light, playful grin. "I’ve learned so much today, I can’t wait to put it all into practice on real people."

"Very well then. We will stop here for today," Wulong replied respectfully. "Tomorrow morning, I will prepare your schedule and arrange everything for you. I will also inform all the other staff members about your position and status properly."

They tidied up the room together, putting away all the oils, cleaning the tools, and covering the special silicone doll back in its place, ensuring everything was neat and secure.

Once everything was in order, they walked out of the private room together. As they stepped into the main hallway where the other staff members were working, Uncle Wulong led Jun Hao to the center area and called all the employees—therapists, receptionists, assistants—to gather around briefly, without disturbing the customers inside the treatment rooms.

All the staff stopped their work and gathered, looking curiously at the young man standing next to Uncle Wulong, wondering who he was.

Uncle Wulong spoke up in a loud, clear, and very serious voice, his expression stern and authoritative, making sure every single word was heard and understood.

"Listen carefully, everyone. Let me formally introduce you to Young Master Jun Hao."

He placed a hand on Jun Hao’s shoulder, looking at them with emphasis.

"Young Master Jun Hao is a close personal friend of our Big Boss, Director Aojin. He was brought here personally by the Boss himself. From today onward, he will be here with us. But remember this well: He is not just an ordinary employee. He holds a special privilege and a very high status here, different from all of you. He is here not only to work, but he also acts as the Boss’s right-hand man, sent to observe, oversee, and manage things here on behalf of Director Aojin."

Wulong paused, letting the weight of that statement sink in, then continued even more seriously, stressing the most important rule.

"Therefore... you must treat Young Master Jun Hao with the exact same respect, obedience, and courtesy that you would show to Director Aojin himself. Looking at him is the same as looking at the Boss. Disrespecting him is the same as disrespecting the Boss. Do not treat him casually or lightly. Whatever he says, whatever he wants, whatever he asks for... you must accommodate immediately and fully, just as you would for the Boss. Do you all understand?"

Seeing how seriously and firmly Uncle Wulong explained this, and realizing the high status Jun Hao held, all the staff members were shocked. They immediately bowed their heads deeply, their attitudes turning extremely respectful and cautious. They realized that this young man standing calmly before them was someone powerful, someone directly connected to the top, and someone they absolutely could not afford to offend or treat lightly.

"Yes! We understand completely! We will treat Young Master Jun Hao with the utmost respect!" they replied in unison, voices filled with reverence.

Jun Hao stood there calmly, a friendly, warm smile on his face, nodding gently to everyone. He didn’t act arrogant or haughty, maintaining his relaxed and pleasant nature, yet the authority and dignity around him were undeniable. He accepted their respect naturally.

"Thank you, everyone. I look forward to working with all of you. Please take good care of me," Jun Hao said simply, his voice light and polite, making everyone feel slightly more at ease, yet still in awe of him.

After the introduction was finished and the staff dispersed back to their duties, Uncle Wulong turned to Jun Hao and bowed respectfully once again.

"Everything is settled now, Young Master. You are officially established here. You may go home and rest now. Prepare yourself, because starting tomorrow, you will begin your work properly."

Jun Hao nodded, stretched his body slightly, and gave a final cheerful wave to Wulong.

"Alright then. Good night, Uncle Wulong. Thank you again for everything today. It was a very long but extremely productive day. See you tomorrow."

With that, Jun Hao turned around and walked out of the establishment, stepping into the night, his mind clear, his knowledge complete, and his confidence at its peak. He knew that from tomorrow onward, his journey here would truly begin, and he was more than ready for everything that would come his way.

[END OF Chapter 37]