Madman

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Blurb One

Rumor had it that Ji Ranbai, the Ghost Marshal of the Underworld, had always found Hua Leng irritating. The reason was probably inseparable from Hua Leng's habit of flirting with everyone and his wanton, freewheeling nature.

One day, the Yin Emperor ordered Ji Ranbai to go out on a mission and casually sent Hua Leng along with him. Ji Ranbai shot Hua Leng a sidelong glance, inwardly dismissing him. Hmph, just a slick-tongued libertine. I can't be bothered with him.

A few days later, the two returned from their mission, and the rumors in the Underworld suddenly changed direction.

Ghost No. 1: "Didn't they say the Ghost Marshal couldn't stand Hua Leng? Last night, I think I saw the Marshal touching Hua Leng's face in a secluded corner!"

Ghost No. 2: "Exactly! I saw it too! Just now, I even saw Hua Leng with his arm around the Marshal's waist!"

Ghost No. 3 jumped up and shouted: "This is terrible!! The Underworld is about to turn upside down!!!"

In a secluded corner, Ji Ranbai clenched his teeth, his face cold. "Hua Leng, you did that on purpose just now, didn't you?"

Hua Leng arched a brow, smiling as he casually caught Ji Ranbai by the wrist. "I did. What are you going to do about it?"

Blurb Two

They say Hua Leng flirts with people and then leaves, never taking responsibility. His signature tricks are a silver tongue, shameless flirting, and stopping at nothing. Ji Ranbai looked at Hua Leng, who was gazing at him with deep affection and insisting that he take responsibility, his face full of question marks.

How was this different from what he'd heard?

Blurb Three:

The Book of the Underworld records: Meng Po got up in the night, accidentally fell, and knocked over a pot of Sin-Release Soup. The ghosts were pardoned and scattered in every direction! The Yin Emperor ordered the Ghost Marshal Ji Ranbai to capture the escaped prisoners, and also assigned him a ghost subordinate, Hua Leng.

Ji Ranbai thought Hua Leng might not be a good person, but he was a decent subordinate.

Still, something about this subordinate always seemed a little off...

Exhibit One:

Ji Ranbai took a liking to a wolf-hair brush, but the shopkeeper refused to sell it.

Hua Leng slammed a fist down, sending more than a dozen rabbit-hair brushes flying. His eyes turned icy. "Are you selling it or not?"

The shopkeeper was terrified and hurriedly kowtowed until his scalp nearly split. "I'll sell it, I'll sell it! Take it, take it, don't be shy."

Exhibit Two:

When Ji Ranbai's personal accessory was stolen, Hua Leng threw the thief a hundred and eight thousand li away. "How dare you steal from my man? You must be tired of living!"

Ji Ranbai muttered under his breath, "When did I become your man?"

Hua Leng raised a brow. "You were mine all along. Didn't you know?"

A wild, unruly, silver-tongued, dark-hearted gong VS a serious, aloof, tsundere, devoted shou

Completed historical danmei novel: The Whole Martial World Knows the Sect Leader Dotes on His Own. Please add it to your collection~^o^~

Cheng Qiang, leader of the White Bone Sect, the most notorious evil sect in the martial world, was incomparably handsome and possessed an enviable bearing, but his temper was awful. At the slightest disagreement, he would go berserk, wreaking havoc across the world. When he really went off the rails, he might even stab himself a couple of times. Yet this beautiful madman treated his adopted nephew, the young heir Zhu Qi, differently from everyone else.

Even when he was so mad he no longer recognized his own parents, he would never lay a finger on Zhu Qi. The White Bone Sect had long since gotten used to this strange behavior, assuming he was simply a responsible elder who cherished the younger generation.

Zhu Qi was the troublesome nephew of the leader of the White Bone Sect, the most notorious evil sect in the martial world. Wild and unruly from birth, he refused to be controlled, and only managed to rein himself in a little when he was around his mad uncle.

Everyone said Cheng Qiang was the best uncle in a thousand miles. Only Zhu Qi knew that this so-called good uncle would drag him out of bed late at night to practice swordsmanship, and beat him if he didn't do well.

What a good uncle, the best in a thousand miles! It was all an act! An act!!

But Zhu Qi never imagined that one day his mad uncle would go on a killing spree for his sake, becoming a complete lunatic.

Bonus scene:

Cheng Qiang looked at Zhu Qi by candlelight with a faint smile, the corner of his mouth curling into a wicked grin. "The sect says I'm very protective of you and a good uncle. What do you think?"

Zhu Qi grinned and immediately began offering the sweetest flattery. "Of course. I've always thought so, ever since I was little."

"Since this adopted uncle-nephew relationship doesn't count anymore..." Cheng Qiang stepped forward and lifted Zhu Qi's chin. His eyes were torn with wild emotion, like a leopard lying in wait. "Why don't we try having a different relationship? We could be husband and wife. What do you say?"

Zhu Qi was so shocked that he turned to stone on the spot: "!!!!!!!" I treated you like an elder, but you were lusting after me? You deserve a beating!

Mad sect leader gong VS stubborn mule Zhu Qi shou

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