Lin Xi spent more than a decade tucked away in a shabby little Taoist temple before learning she was the Lin family's long-lost biological daughter.
To restore the temple, she gritted her teeth and went home!
She exorcised evil spirits and told fortunes, wielding peachwood swords in one hand and talismans in the other. Her stepmother and younger sister, who kept coming after her, ended up in disgrace, while the dregs of the mystical world fell meekly into line. No matter how chaotic things got, Lin Xi stayed unflappable, taking down anyone who crossed her without hesitation.
When someone came looking for trouble, Lin Xi smiled and said, “I foresee a bloody disaster in your future.”
When someone came to her door to pick a fight, Lin Xi strolled over and said, “You’re this weak and still dare to get in my face?”
What? She was out of money?
Lin Xi rolled up her sleeves. “I won’t be able to shake off this inner demon until I get revenge.”
Su Yuan, who had just been about to send her some money: “…”
Oh well. She was his fiancée, after all. He’d just have to spoil her.
Su Yuan had often wondered if the girl he liked only cared about his money.
But when it really mattered, she risked her life to save him, leaving him in turmoil time and again.
The petite yet powerful girl nestled in his arms, her sweet fragrance within reach.
Su Yuan’s throat tightened. “Aren’t you afraid of me?”
Lin Xi smiled slyly. “You tell me.”
