As the leader of a sect, she was peerlessly beautiful, with a face that could topple kingdoms. Her martial arts were unrivaled, and she looked down on all the heroes of the land! Yet, to her misfortune, she fell for a frail scholar, and... he didn't seem to feel the same way about her.
This was an insult, an insult to her beauty and talent. Who was she, after all? The leader of the Demon Sect! The high-class version of the mob, okay! What's mine will be mine! You don't like me? Hah, I'll make you like me. Except it seems this sect leader has grabbed the wrong person?
