Martial Uncle, Take It Easy

He was Young Master Yue, a renowned good man of the martial world: handsome, refined, exceptional, and elegant, with a fortune free of even a trace of vulgarity. He was also generous and compassionate, devoted to helping all living things. Everyone who had dealt with him said he was wonderful.

She was a feared Rakshasa, notorious throughout the martial world. Though she belonged to the righteous path, she was always rubbing shoulders with demons and outlaws. Her martial arts were unmatched, and everyone who crossed her path gave her a wide berth.

They were fellow disciples, one revered by the world and the other secretly resented by it.

They were the same age, yet called each other uncle and niece. Outwardly, niece and uncle got along cordially. In private, each wanted to get rid of the other.

Once upon a time, Yue Lifeng thought the woman before him was crude and vulgar, steeped in the ways of the marketplace. So why did he now find it so pleasing to watch her devour the dishes spread across the table without a shred of elegance? She was practically a work of art.

“What are you staring at? Don’t watch me eat. If you’re going to act like an idiot, go do it somewhere else.” She glared and barked at him, her eyes sharp enough to wipe out a thousand armies in an instant.

“Take your time. No one’s going to steal it from you.” He spoke softly, then obediently turned to look elsewhere. He was delighted, and even her swearing sounded as pleasing as a clear spring flowing by.

Every little thing from the past remained vivid in her mind. Chu Liangyin hadn’t forgotten a thing. This man before her had an angel’s face and a devil’s heart, rotten to the core. But why the hell did she find him more and more pleasing to look at?

“Hey, Yue Lifeng, let me see those big, watery eyes of yours again.” She sprang onto the desk, tossed the book from his hands, and roughly cupped his face, drawing it close to hers.

“If you like my eyes so much, why do you run away every night?” He rose smoothly, graceful in every movement, then leaned toward her with a dazzling smile.

She was a little entranced. Before she could answer, he had pinned her down. He never missed a chance to get his hands on her.

One-on-one romance, a strong male lead and a strong female lead joining forces to become invincible across the land.

A story of a Martial Uncle raised by her scheming martial nephew: a bold female Martial Uncle and her calculating nephew, devoted to each other for life, roaming the martial world as an unmatched pair.

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