Fourth Part...

If the little bean sprout continued calling out, it might take dozens of shouts before Xiao Miao would wake up. But after several consecutive calls, Xiao Miao remained completely unresponsive...

The young master then personally took action using the most effective and primal method - originally his planned approach. Stimulating Xiao Miao's nerves through human instinct while combining with the little bean sprout's calls naturally produced excellent results. However, he hadn't anticipated that this plan might be too intense for Xiao Miao, an innocent maiden untouched by worldly affairs...

Xiao Miao lay in unconsciousness, feeling her life had no tomorrow left. Her mind was shattered and she lost all courage, purpose, and hope to live on. The cruel rejection from Mo Junye had left her heartbroken: What meaning remained in continuing to live? Would she really have to endure being sent away at the right age by her family as a marriage tool for some man she couldn't even look upon?

Even if she protested against it, there were always justifications like "men marry when grown and women wed when mature" used to convince her. Could she truly resist the immense pressure from her family forever? No, she wouldn't be able to withstand that weight...

But then again... was she really supposed to just submit?

No!

If forced into marriage, I'd rather die!

She felt herself floating aimlessly through endless emptiness, filled only with self-pity and despair. At this moment...

She suddenly seemed to hear something - a faint voice: "...Miss, Young Master Mo Junye has come to our Miao family for an arranged marriage." Xiao Miao's drifting soul immediately froze in shock, overcome by unexpected joy: Is that true? That's wonderful! Truly wonderful!

But then came the thought: He had already married and was devoted to his wife. How could he possibly come to the Miao family seeking a match? Or perhaps this is just my longing for him manifesting as an illusion?

Yet deep within, she longed for it to be real. Even if it were merely a dream, she didn't want it to end too soon - that complex contradiction made her soul waver in the void...

"Miss," Young Master Mo had really come," he said with genuine feelings toward you and even brought many betrothal gifts." Another distant call echoed through the air...

Had he actually come? Could this possibly be true? Xiao Miao felt tense, questioning whether it was real. What if not?

She hesitated, wanting to return and see yet fearing greater disappointment awaited her. Uncertain but filled with contradictions, she thought: No matter what - even if just a dream, wouldn't seeing him be better than nothing?

Just then, something strange began rising within her body - a completely unfamiliar sensation. Fire seemed to burn inside her, making her feel soft and limp from head to toe. Though uncomfortable yet strangely fascinating, she didn't resist at all... actually quite pleasant.

What's happening?...

At that moment, the little bean sprout's voice faintly reached her ears again: "Miss... today is your wedding day with Young Master Mo. Tonight shall be your bridal night..."

What? Xiao Miao was instantly shocked! So had what she just felt been related to a bridal night? In an instant, Xiao Miao felt utterly embarrassed but also strangely eager...

My bridal night with... Jun... The thought filled Xiao Miao's heart with joy that made her forget all else. Overcome by this intense happiness, she flew back toward the source of everything...

But wait - had she wandered too far already? How could she return now? Just as doubt clouded her mind, the little bean sprout's voice came again like a guiding beacon for a lost sailor. Following that sound, Xiao Miao made her way home...

Yet with every step forward, those strange sensations grew stronger and more intense.

Finally...

Xiao Miao on the silk bed seemed to struggle, trying to break free from Jun Muchie's advances. But Jun Muchie remained unmoved. Now he knew she would soon awaken yet found himself losing control entirely.

Feeling that softness against his lips, a warm weight in his palm, he couldn't help but intensify his assault. Even without actual intimacy, just this physical contact was enough to satisfy him for now...

The young master's mind was completely consumed by vulgar thoughts at this point...

"Ahhh..." A faint moan escaped Xiao Miao as she slowly opened her eyes.

Only vaguely aware of her surroundings at first, Xiao Miao immediately sensed something terribly wrong. Her voice refused to leave her lips - it seemed blocked by some warm object against them. As her vision sharpened and focused, horror struck when she realized a man was lying atop her, freely kissing her lips while roughly fondling her chest in the most indecent way possible.

The extreme closeness of their positions left no space between them at all. Still dazed from waking up and utterly unaware of what had just transpired, Xiao Miao's reaction mirrored any woman's if suddenly discovering herself trapped beneath some man's lecherous lips - especially one who possessed considerable strength...

Overwhelmed by shame and anger, Xiao Miao let out a startled scream before summoning all her power to push the despicable man away. Instinctively, she kicked out with one foot right into his most vulnerable spot.

"Ahhh..." A pained cry echoed as Jun Muchie was mid-act when suddenly launched through the air. The perfectly placed kick struck precisely at that moment of maximum vulnerability. With a scream of pure agony, he scrambled desperately to cover himself while beads of cold sweat formed on his face.

After writhing in pain for what felt like forever, Jun Muchie managed to gasp out: "I - grass! I can't even be a thief anymore..."

The young master now truly had no tears left. That solid kick delivered right at the most sensitive moment was an attack no amount of protective martial arts could defend against, not even his legendary "Heavenly Creation" technique.

Meanwhile, Little Bean Sprout watched with big sparkling eyes and a slightly parted red mouth as the "prodigy" contorted himself into a shrimp-like shape. The cute girl still seemed confused about exactly what had happened to her mentor just now.

Xiao Miao kicked again without thinking twice before springing up in both shame and rage, shouting furiously: "Vile pervert! I'll kill this scoundrel who defiled my purity!"

With a graceful arm movement, she drew out her sword and brought it down with full force, completely intent on ending his life.

Even now, Xiao Miao hadn't recognized the attacker before her. She only knew that the man had desecrated her innocence, shattering all hope in her heart. At this moment, there was only one thought in Xiao Miao's mind: first dismember him into a million pieces, then die by my own hand to prove my resolve!

Just as pain-drenched Jun Muchie finally lifted his head up with trembling lips and shaking body, he managed to gasp out: "Ah... it's me! You're trying to kill your husband!"

Xiao Miao let out an astonished scream before freezing in place. The sudden revelation was too shocking and astonishing - how could that despicable man be him? What did he mean by calling her a murderess?

At this moment, Little Bean Sprout finally regained consciousness after witnessing the entire event unfold. One obvious fact became clear: Miss had definitely recovered fully judging from the strength of her kick alone!

With a mix of surprise and delight as well as schadenfreude, she cried out: "Miss has recovered! Then... then that man is... Young Master Mo who treated you! Why did you kick him?"

Him! It was really him after all...

The first two waves of anger and confusion in Xiao Miao's heart were suddenly replaced by an overwhelming rush of joy. Her body lost all strength mid-air, causing her to fall straight down - though the sword still clung tightly in her hand.

Jun Muchie thought that once she recognized him everything would be fine until he realized this girl had completely lost control and was falling toward him headfirst!

If just falling was bad enough, worse yet was how the shining sword in her grip was pointing directly at his crotch. With no time to think about pain anymore, Jun Muchie used all his strength to twist wildly out of the way - he simply couldn't let this be his end!

Pfft!

The luck goddess did smile upon the young master after all. That noise wasn't caused by a sword piercing flesh but instead from Xiao Miao's body collapsing straight into his arms.

With a groan, Jun Muchie barely had time to react before being struck with immense force. His energy hadn't even begun to recover when this second blow came down so hard it nearly knocked him out cold. And it seemed the worst wasn't over yet because he felt another icy touch against his chest...

Turning his head down, Jun Muchie's face paled as all his hair stood on end and goosebumps erupted across his entire body.

Oh my God!

Too close for comfort!

As he stared in shock, Jun Muchie could feel cold sweat pouring from every pore. His crotch had just barely avoided that gleaming sword blade which had now pierced through the inner side of his pants and stuck firmly into the ground beneath him!