Bloodstained Elegance: The Faceless Young Master

She had once been a black phoenix of the business world, taking control of its fate in just a few decades. Her family favored sons over daughters, and she had been cast aside for being a girl.

After enduring everything she could not bear, she built up her own forces and slowly swallowed up her family's power over the course of twenty short years.

"Having the surname Nalan is my greatest shame."

"Since you resent me, then in return, I will personally destroy the very thing you are proudest of."

The demon of revenge awakened.

"Nalan Wuyan, I, Nalan Qiu, curse you! I curse you to never know peace in this life, and in your next life, you will pay for the destruction of our clan!"

After the family was destroyed, she felt no joy at all. She gave a bitter laugh. "Ha! If I'm a demon, why should I fear a curse?"

When she opened her eyes again, she had transmigrated into the body of a boy in white, also named Nalan Wuyan. He was likewise considered useless by the Nalan family. At a banquet, he had been insulted and ordered to play the zither like a male courtesan, then attacked from behind. When she opened her eyes again, she had become him. Slowly absorbing the memories left in her mind, she fluttered her lashes. When she opened her eyes, they were as cold as a deep pool.

The Nalan family again. Was it them again?

Was this a fate she could not escape?

She swept her hair aside. Even in her disheveled state, she looked strangely beautiful. Clutching the zither, she threw back her head and laughed. "Hahahaha!"

Nalan Qiu, if this really is your curse, why should I fear it? At worst, I'll spend another twenty years destroying the Nalan family.

A strand of ink-black hair rested between her lips, and her bloodstained mouth looked wickedly alluring. Her narrow eyes held a shocking, sinister danger. The sight captivated the hearts of several people watching from the shadows.