Lin Yu did not unleash himself like a wild beast.
Instead, he restrained himself, venting only a little.
"Crack!"
The sound of the belt—Seven Wolves—whipped through the air, making the scene all the more surreal.
Hearing the noise, Maomao shrank back into a corner in fright.
Only after scurrying away did she realize—had the belt even struck her?
No.
Lin Yu had merely lashed at the air!
[Ding!]
[Brilliant move! The Saint's restraint and care fill the outer disciple's heart with gratitude!]
[Reward: 50 spirit stones.]
Coming to her senses, Maomao knelt on the ground, shaking her head before speaking earnestly:
"Lin Yu, I don’t think this is right!"
"I know you’re just putting on an act, not really trying to hurt me. Thank you."
"But if it’s not real domestic violence, how can we spark the chemistry needed for the scene?"
"Let’s take this seriously, okay?"
"Let’s do it again."
Her eyes were sincere, filled with longing.
Lin Yu: "!!!"
How could he hold back now?
Beating Maomao for no reason…
The thought alone felt wild, sinful, and taboo.
But when it came to actually doing it, he couldn’t bring himself to go all out.
That’s why he had only swung at the air, producing the sound while hoping Maomao would play along.
Who knew she’d refuse?
Such meticulous dedication to realism could be a sickness sometimes!
Lin Yu: "Then… should I really do it?"
Maomao: "Yes, really do it!"
Lin Yu: "Fine, to hell with it. Let’s go!"
With that, Lin Yu steadied himself and got back into character.
Snap!
This time, the Seven Wolves didn’t just cut through empty space.
Lin Yu controlled it perfectly—the tip struck Maomao’s arm.
Maomao froze for a moment.
Then, she touched the spot where she’d been hit.
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Oh no, oh no.
Had he hurt her? Was she regretting it now?
"Sorry, Maomao, was that too…?"
Lin Yu quickly asked.
To his surprise, Maomao looked up, brows furrowed, and said:
"It still wasn’t painful enough."
Lin Yu: "???"
Maomao: "If the pain isn’t real, then it’s just not pain!"
Lin Yu: "..."
Alright, alright.
Holding back was supposed to show respect, but instead, he was being criticized for it.
Fine then.
Let this dream descend into utter "heart-wrenching" agony!
Lin Yu reset his stance, this time putting more force into his swing.
The Seven Wolves left an afterimage in the air before landing heavily on Maomao.
This time, the crisp sound was accompanied by a red mark.
Only by feeling pain could one awaken the instinct to survive.
Maomao shrank back toward the "door," instinctively trying to "pry it open."
Little did she know—
She was already trapped in an inescapable prison.
Even if Lin Yu gave her ten minutes, she’d never break free.
"Trying to run? After all I’ve done for you, you dare try to run?"
Lin Yu stood up, advancing step by step.
Maomao, too immersed in the role, didn’t even notice—
The "small castle" around them had subtly grown taller.
Not just taller—
The space had expanded too!
"I—I’m sorry… h-husband…"
Maomao was fully immersed, waving her hands frantically in front of her.
To prove his commitment to the role, Lin Yu struck again and again.
Each sharp crack left another red streak on Maomao’s skin.
Collapsed on the ground, she weakly dragged herself backward.
The looming shadow before her seemed to swallow her whole.
Why had that TV series become a generational trauma?
Now, Maomao understood firsthand.
When pain and fear reached their peak, even speaking became a struggle.
Lin Yu crouched before her, gripping her shoulders tightly:
"Weren’t you addicted to talking to men?"
"Why aren’t you speaking now? Why aren’t you talking back?"
"Darling, say something! Keep defying me!"
Maomao’s pupils trembled, her entire body shaking uncontrollably.
Talk back?
How could she dare now?
She didn’t even have the courage to speak to Lin Yu.
At last, she understood her character’s mindset:
If I stay silent, maybe he’ll stop hitting me…
"Not talking? Then you still haven’t realized your mistake…"
Lin Yu released her, shoving her hard onto the floor.
Maomao shook her head violently:
"N-no, that’s not…"
...
Another flurry of strikes from the Seven Wolves.
This time, however, Lin Yu held back slightly.
Most of the blows landed on the floor instead.
The sounds came from the impact against the puzzle-patterned tiles.
Crawling on the ground, Maomao had become a frightened bird.
She no longer cared about Lin Yu’s restraint.
All she wanted was to find somewhere—anywhere—to hide.
But in this "home," such a place didn’t exist.
Lin Yu tossed the Seven Wolves aside, pulling Maomao into a tight embrace.
"Does it hurt? Darling, did I hurt you?"
"It’s all your fault! Why wouldn’t you listen? Why did you have to talk to men?"
"Why did you have to defy me?"
"Hold me. Let me feel that you’ve learned your lesson."
Maomao clung to him instantly, not daring to resist.
As Lin Yu spoke, he marveled inwardly at Maomao’s mental fortitude.
Even now—
Her psyche showed no signs of breaking?
He couldn’t hit her anymore—any further might leave irreversible scars.
But then—
[Ding!]
[Brilliant move! The Saint’s dominant display of authority has left the outer disciple in complete submission!]
[Reward: 50 spirit stones.]
[Ding!]
[Outer disciple Du Miaomiao’s status has been elevated! Now recognized as "Saint’s Personal Disciple," entitled to the same privileges as a sect elder!]
[Reward: 200 spirit stones.]
Lin Yu: "???"
This reward was… unusual.
How had a beating earned her the title of "personal disciple"?
Maomao’s mental world truly baffled him.
Yet, judging by her trembling—
She was still trapped in fear, unable to break free.
Lin Yu released her, gently laying her down…
"You have to understand, I only hit you for your own good."
"The world outside is dangerous. What if you’re deceived? Who would take responsibility?"
"As long as you obey and stay by my side, no harm will come to you."
"Do you understand?"
Maomao nodded repeatedly, murmuring:
"Y-yes, I understand."
Lin Yu added meaningfully:
"Hands… put them at your sides."
Maomao: "!!!"
The implication was unmistakable, making her hesitate.
But under Lin Yu’s gaze, she complied.
...
(First update today! Additional chapters will follow later—stay tuned!)
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