Mei Xueyan spoke softly, "We have walked with Mo Xie through so much—through wind and storm—surely you know what kind of man he is by now? On the surface, he appears wicked, cruel, and venomous, yet toward those closest to him, he values loyalty above all else, cherishing those he approves of to an extreme degree."

"If Miao Xiaomiao refuses to understand and lets this fruitless argument drag on, the effect on Mo Xie's state of mind will be exceedingly detrimental! Therefore, even if some actions are excessive, even cruel... perhaps even contrary to reason! We must still carry them out! We have no choice but to do them! Because Mo Xie does not only carry us now; he bears the weight of the lives of billions within Tianfa and the Xie Jun Manor! Not a single mistake can be afforded! Even the slightest crack in his resolve could lead to the collapse of our entire foundation! We cannot afford to be careless!"

Mei Xueyan continued slowly, "The real problem now is that this girl Miao Xiaomiao is exceedingly stubborn, and this is tied to her background. Having enjoyed a life of smooth sailing, she genuinely cannot withstand great trials. The only difficulty she faced before was resolved due to the unexpected intervention of 'Mo Junye' and her own persistent pursuit! Thus, in her eyes, only flawlessness equates to true completeness. Because of this, she finds it particularly intolerable for even a speck of imperfection to taint this relationship of hers."

"The only way forward is to awaken her quickly to make this matter truly complete. Otherwise, I believe if she throws another tantrum or two, and Mo Xie genuinely loses his temper, there will be absolutely no turning back. Even if Miao Xiaomiao wishes to retreat then, she won't be able to. My intention is to help her... naturally, everything ultimately depends on the specific change in Miao Xiaomiao's thinking. If it must be that someone plays the villain, better I do it than Mo Xie!"

Guan Qinghan nodded slowly, sincerely convinced. "Sister Xueyan speaks the truth, but it truly puts you in a difficult position. Mo Xie creates the trouble, and you must clean it up for him. Truly..."

Mei Xueyan reached up, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear, smiling faintly. This simple gesture was so imbued with delicate beauty that Guan Qinghan, herself a beauty, stared, captivated.

"We are all his now; how could we not consider his welfare? He does so much for us; how could we not exert our strength to ease his burdens? Before, I focused on elevating the strength of our sisters so that in the future, we might offer him support, or at least not become an obstacle or a burden. Qinghan, among all the sisters, you are the eldest after me. I hope you can help me supervise the others. Being a woman of Jun Mo Xie is not an easy title to uphold!" Mei Xueyan said softly.

"Yes, today I truly understand your earnest intention. When the time is right, I will convey your feelings to the other sisters and urge them to enhance their own power. As you said, being Mo Xie’s woman is truly not easy!" Guan Qinghan agreed wholeheartedly.

"Mmm, Qinghan," Mei Xueyan murmured, walking along, "I have one more thing I wanted to ask you..." As she spoke, her eyes flickered, her cheeks flushed slightly, conveying a bashful hesitation, a lingering ambiguity—all trace of the commanding aura she displayed moments before when discussing grand strategies.

"What is it? Please enlighten me, Sister," Guan Qinghan followed behind Mei Xueyan, now filled with admiration and completely missing her companion's unusual shift in demeanor, asking with great interest. She couldn't imagine what subject could capture Mei Xueyan's attention enough to require her consultation.

"I... I just wanted to ask... I heard that for a woman... the first time is very painful..." Mei Xueyan blushed, stuttering slightly. "Qinghan... haven't you already... you know... been with Mo Xie? What does it actually feel like? How painful is it really? And..."

Guan Qinghan instantly flushed crimson, too mortified to speak. She had never expected someone as elegant as the lofty Mei Xueyan to suddenly ask such a question. She retorted with a choked sound, "Sister Xueyan, what are you saying! I didn't hear you!"

"We are family now, all good sisters..." Mei Xueyan wrapped an arm around Guan Qinghan's neck, leaning close to whisper in her ear, "Just tell me, what’s the big deal? Besides, Miao Xiaomiao has already taken the first step. Among all the sisters, only you and that fellow have... well, you know. Don't laugh, sometimes I'm even a little envious of you. I..."

Guan Qinghan’s lovely face turned so red it looked like blood might drip. Her eyes darted furtively, checking their surroundings before transmitting her reply with a hint of exasperation: "Sister, you don't know. Back then... that guy had been dosed with an aphrodisiac. He tormented me all night... I nearly died for real! How would I even remember what it felt like? You say you're envious—truly..." Guan Qinghan spoke the truth; among all these women, hers was perhaps the most brutal and dangerous first time. That occasion truly came close to costing her life. For half a month afterward, the pain was agonizing; how could there have been any other sensation?

"That’s true. I remember that day when Xiao Yi poisoned Mo Xie, Qianxun and I were near the large tree adjacent to that tent. We saw you go in and get pinned down by that boy. He seemed to find nothing unusual—"

Mei Xueyan hadn't finished speaking when Guan Qinghan, already too ashamed to speak, was struck by a shock as seismic as mountains collapsing. She stammered, "Ah? At that time... you and Qianxun were... watching from the tree outside?"

"Yes, we saw it clearly. That boy was like a ferocious beast," Mei Xueyan nodded, looking at Guan Qinghan with a teasing glint. "The ferocity of a beast doesn't compare to how fierce he was..." She paused, then added playfully, "Yes, it was quite intense at the time..."

"Eeeek..." Guan Qinghan clapped her hands over her face.

She stomped her foot hard in utter humiliation...

She had always believed that aside from herself and Jun Mo Xie, no one else had witnessed that incident, and even Jun Mo Xie himself, due to the drug, wouldn't have a clear memory. This secret was hers alone to keep. To think that such an intimate and embarrassing moment had two other spectators who watched from beginning to end—and they were her own sisters...

She was mortified beyond measure, wishing she could disappear, feeling as if her life was on the line...

Guan Qinghan instinctively crouched to the ground, refusing to look up. Mei Xueyan chuckled, "What's wrong? Embarrassed?"

What was wrong? How dare she ask what was wrong? Guan Qinghan, a mixture of shame, urgency, and anger, suddenly leaped up and lunged at Mei Xueyan, clawing at her, her face red, grinding her teeth with fierce intensity.

Mei Xueyan cried out and turned to flee, completely abandoning the composure expected of a supreme expert.

The two peerless beauties chased and fled, weaving through several corridors and turning several corners in the blink of an eye. Suddenly, they saw someone approaching slowly in the distance—it was none other than Jun Mo Xie.

"What are you two... doing?" Young Master Jun looked genuinely astonished.

What was this scene before him? Guan Qinghan was chasing Mei Xueyan? Heavens, why? These two were the most composed among all the women. What had possessed them today? Moreover, given Mei Xueyan's strength, she likely wouldn't even need to fight; a single breath might send Guan Qinghan reeling. Yet, the reality was that Mei Xueyan was pleading for mercy, while Guan Qinghan relentlessly pursued her...

Young Master Jun's mind knotted completely, and he froze on the spot.

"Ah..." Guan Qinghan gasped upon seeing Jun Mo Xie blocking their path. She glanced at him, perhaps recalling something, and immediately her face blazed red. She lowered her head and fled away like a gust of wind, drifting and swaying, looking as if she were fleeing blindly in panic.

However, the glance she cast at Jun Mo Xie was utterly intoxicating, brimming with passionate allure that sparked endless fantasy, causing a sudden itch in Jun Mo Xie’s heart and a surge of heat that nearly made his nose bleed, nearly causing him to collapse on the spot!

What was Qinghan thinking? Why was her gaze so suggestive, so soul-capturing... Should he perhaps play the prowler tonight? Jun Mo Xie shamelessly and lecherously pondered, his eyes flashing green light.

"What was wrong with Qinghan..." Young Master Jun forcibly suppressed his rising desire and looked at the softly panting Mei Xueyan, scratching his head, asking in confusion.

"It's a woman's business; why are you men asking so much? Why are you so nosy?" It was clear Mei Xueyan was also feeling a bit awkward. She let out a delicate huff, scolded him with a straight face, and then whoosh, she vanished.

"Uh... damn it, could those two women have been discussing erotic art or something? Maybe they were daydreaming about yours truly! My market value seems to be quite promising!" Young Master Jun rested his chin on his hand, his eyes gleaming wickedly, suddenly chuckling, letting his imagination run wild...

It must be admitted, the gentleman's intuition was quite accurate...

"By the way, regarding Miao Xiaomiao, don't disturb her for now. Let her have quiet time to think. Once she figures everything out on her own, everything will naturally fall into place. Remember, haste makes waste!" From a distance, Mei Xueyan poked her head out and sent him a thought transmission.

That phrase, "haste makes waste," utterly shattered the boundless romantic fantasies Jun Mo Xie had just built up, plunging him back into conflicted agitation, fearing loss and gains. After a long moment, the young master sighed deeply, turned around, and left.

That night, the moonlight was soft and hazy, faint wisps of cloud drifted by, and a vast expanse of almost imperceptible mist enveloped the periphery of the Tianfa Forest. Viewed from afar, it looked like a dreamlike realm.

Miao Xiaomiao stood alone by the window, gazing vacantly at the bright moon overhead, not even knowing what she was thinking in that moment.

Upon learning this was Jun Mo Xie's room, for some inexplicable reason, Miao Xiaomiao felt no resistance, nor did she ask to move out; she remained in a daze...

All around her, aside from the faint, almost inaudible snores drifting from far away, there was near silence. The wind blew softly, the clouds drifted lazily, and the bright moon hung eternally in the sky, illuminating the mortal world...

The ancient trees of Tianfa stood silently, only the finest leaves at their tips swaying gently without making the slightest sound. It was a soft, beautiful night.

But within Miao Xiaomiao's heart, the lake of her spirit was surging like the tide, wave after wave rising high. One moment a dam would be erected, the next it would be shattered into pieces...