"Little junior brother... you're deceiving your senior sister... You're called 'little junior brother', but where are you little?"
"Little junior brother... naturally close to the great Dao, your body must be soft and sweet, right? Would it be all right for your senior sister to have a taste?"
Damn, damn, damn!
Jiang Lu was nearly numb.
It wasn't until now that he realized: senior sister was far from a cold, lofty beauty—she was a pure yandere!
Hundred Streams Sect truly lived up to its reputation as your mother's Evil Sect: the two senior sisters he had encountered so far, one a fanfiction-loving fujoshi, the other a contrast-yandere—each more eccentric than the last!
The worst part was that both these types of people, as fate would have it, were on Jiang Lu's list of "women whom under no circumstances should you touch."
"Fourth junior brother! Save me!!"
