My Wife is a Hidden Big Shot-Chapter 38: My Niece is Amazing, Isn’t She

Force: 1096

Speed: 0.19s

Congratulations! Your strength has reached Ninth Rank Great Warrior!

***

Everyone in the room stared as if they couldn’t read the words on the screen, all of them frozen in a momentary daze.

After a few seconds of silence, a shout—"Holy shit! She really is a master!"—instantly lit up the room!

An 18-year-old Ninth Rank Great Warrior?

What kind of monster was she?

You have to understand, most ordinary people in Veridia could only ever hope to reach the Great Warrior Level in their entire lifetime.

Only those with high martial arts talent could break through this level to become a martial master, and most of them were members of the Veridian Martial Alliance.

Someone had once studied Veridia’s Basic Boxing Skill and claimed it could train an ordinary person to the Great Warrior Level. But to break through to higher levels, one had to join The Martial Association for professional training or learn a more advanced Fist Technique.

But the Martial Alliance was not easy to get into. There were entrance exams every year, and besides assessing personal strength, specialists would also evaluate a candidate’s martial arts aptitude, character, and so on. Only after meeting the required standards could one join.

The process was more rigorous than the national college entrance exams, with an acceptance rate of less than 1%.

However, anyone who joined the Alliance enjoyed high social status in Veridia. They not only had the chance to represent the country in various international competitions organized by The International Martial Alliance but could also join the national security department to perform special duties.

***

Aurora Sinclair’s current Combat Power was enough for her to look down on almost all other Martial Artists.

Sebastian Lawson was so excited he called Tanner Sinclair to report, his voice trembling with emotion.

The three boys crowded around Aurora Sinclair, asking her all sorts of questions, their expressions even more excited than if they themselves were Great Warriors.

Zeke Quincy had been mentally prepared, but seeing this result made him frown instead. He always felt that Aurora Sinclair’s strength shouldn’t be limited to just a Great Warrior.

Considering how she was when he first met her, and the surveillance footage of her sending Glenn Lockwood flying with a single kick, there was no way her strength was only at the Great Warrior Level.

’Did she not use her full strength with that last punch?’

***

「In the VIP lounge.」

Tanner Sinclair, who had been watching someone box, nearly threw his phone when he got the news.

His friend next to him even teased, "Fourth Master Sinclair, you just turned 33. How come you’ve already got Parkinson’s?"

Tanner Sinclair ignored him, snatching the phone back to his ear and asking excitedly, "Mr. Lawson, you’re not kidding, are you? My little niece is really a Ninth Rank Great Warrior?"

The moment he said that, his friend, who was drinking tea, did a spit-take. "Fuck, Tanner Sinclair, are you running a fever?"

Tanner Sinclair shot him a glare, then walked briskly out with his phone. "You just wait, I’m coming over right now—"

"Hey, wait for me!"

The two of them ran out of the VIP lounge.

Pushing open the door to the testing room, the first thing Tanner Sinclair saw were the glaring words: Ninth Rank Great Warrior.

He was stunned again, frozen to the spot for a long moment.

His gaze toward Aurora Sinclair was so intense it was enough to make one’s hair stand on end.

"A... Aurora, you... you hit it again. Let your uncle see..."

Aurora Sinclair obediently struck the target again. A dozen or so seconds later, three lines of text appeared on the display:

Force: 1093

Speed: 0.19s

Congratulations! Your strength has reached Ninth Rank Great Warrior!

Tanner Sinclair’s expression instantly turned to one of pure ecstasy. He wished he could take Aurora Sinclair to the Kingsford Martial Alliance right away to register for the entrance exam.

"That’s my niece, all right! Her Combat Power is the same as mine!"

Tanner Sinclair had the highest Combat Power among the men of the Sinclair Family, having just reached Ninth Rank Great Warrior last year.

He was the first from the Sinclair Family to successfully enter the Kingsford Martial Association. As long as he broke through to martial master, he would be promoted from an Outer Circle member to an Inner Circle member, and he’d even have a chance to work for the national security department.

That’s why, even though Master Sinclair had a headache over him not having a "proper" job and opening a boxing gym instead, he didn’t interfere or criticize him too much.

Tanner Sinclair’s friend looked at Aurora Sinclair with a face full of envy and jealousy.

’How come I don’t have an amazing little niece?’

With this kind of martial arts talent, this little niece was definitely going to reach the Martial Arts Master Level in the future. The Sinclair Family’s status would be extraordinary then.

Tanner Sinclair ruffled Aurora Sinclair’s hair, a smug, unrestrained grin on his face. He even turned back to show off to his friend, "My little niece is amazing, right?"

His friend ignored him, looking at Aurora Sinclair eagerly with a wide, eight-toothed grin. "Little niece, are you in need of another uncle? Allow me to recommend myself..."

"Get lost—"

***

After his excitement passed, Tanner Sinclair suddenly remembered something important. It seemed his old man didn’t want others paying too much attention to Aurora Sinclair’s Combat Power.

Last time, when she sent Glenn Lockwood flying with a kick on surveillance video, he had sent people to secretly destroy it. He didn’t know the specific reason, but the mall’s video was now completely gone.

So this time...

He glanced at the few people in the room, then suddenly smiled and said to Zeke Quincy’s three classmates, "You three, about my Aurora’s Combat Power... I hope you won’t spread it around."

The three boys looked utterly confused, glancing at each other.

Tanner Sinclair continued, "Aurora was facing a lot of discrimination at school recently because of rumors. If people find out she has such high Combat Power, I’m afraid it’ll be even harder for her to get married in the future."

Everyone: ...

What the hell kind of reason was that?

’Can’t get married? Perfect, she can marry me, I want to...’

Uncertain if they had all thought of the same thing, the three boys simultaneously turned to look at Aurora Sinclair with fervent gazes.

Seeing this, Zeke Quincy irritably smacked each of them. "What are you looking at? It’s enough that you guys know. She already has few friends. If people find out her Combat Power is this high, how is she supposed to get by at school? Won’t those other girls just isolate her even more?"

The three boys instantly recalled the recent incidents at school. Their expressions sobered, and they gave Aurora Sinclair a firm nod, but their eyes were sparkling with hidden delight.

’Haha, only we know the goddess’s secret.’

’We’ll be the goddess’s first group of friends from now on.’

...

A smile of successful deception flickered across Tanner Sinclair’s lips. He then looked at his employee and his friend standing beside him.

The two of them immediately took the hint and shook their heads, nearly making gestures and swearing on the lights.

To that end, Sebastian Lawson also completely deleted the data from Aurora Sinclair’s test from the machine.

But even so, Beta Morgan, who had been keeping a close watch on Aurora Sinclair, still received a report on her Combat Power test at the boxing gym two hours later.

***

"Sir, there’s something strange about this report..."

After returning to Kingsford, Beta Morgan had specifically asked his younger brother, Dean Morgan, what happened in Corvale. Dean had said with absolute certainty that he hadn’t seen Aurora Sinclair throw her punch clearly.

Moreover, Dean Morgan was still extremely wary of Aurora Sinclair’s strength, saying her Combat Power was definitely above his own. Even at his peak, he couldn’t have possibly beaten Aurora Sinclair.

If that was the case, then this test report was highly questionable.

’Could the testing machine in Tanner Sinclair’s gym be broken?’

Just as he was puzzling over it, his master suddenly looked up at him. His gaze was placid, as if he had long known this would be the result.

"This is perfectly normal!"

Hmm? Normal?

Beta Morgan looked at him, confused. "Sir, how is this normal?"

A hint of disdain appeared in Alvin Morgan’s eyes. "Would you tell others that you’re a Great Martial Master?"

Beta Morgan: ...

To avoid causing panic among ordinary people, almost all High Rank Martial Artists would hide their strength when out in public. And the stronger they were, the better they hid it.

But the key was, the one hiding her strength now was the slow-witted Aurora Sinclair.

’Does she even know how to hide her strength?’

’Is she even conscious of doing it?’

Beta Morgan looked at his master with an indescribable expression.

Alvin Morgan glanced at him again, clearly understanding his thoughts. He casually tossed the book in his hand aside, his disdain palpable.

"She might not know, but does that mean others don’t?"

"Sir, you mean her master..."

"You’re not entirely stupid, then!"

Beta Morgan wanted to cry!

"Sir, since Miss Sinclair is so powerful, her master must be even more incredible. Should we invite her master to the Morgan Family?"

"Still stupid!" Alvin Morgan couldn’t be bothered to look at him anymore, picking up his book again and starting to flip through it.

Beta Morgan was completely dumbfounded. He stared at his master’s back for a long time, until Benjamin Morgan came over, patted him on the shoulder, and sighed helplessly. "Second Brother, how could a grand master be so easy to invite? Didn’t Miss Sinclair spend all those years practicing martial arts in the mountains?"

Beta Morgan was still unwilling to give up. "Dixon is just one step away from becoming a Martial Arts Master..."

He didn’t say the rest, but Benjamin Morgan already understood his thoughts.

If Dean Morgan could receive guidance from a grand master and break through to Martial Arts Master, then their own master’s safety would be even more secure. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Those families eyeing the Morgan Family covetously from the shadows would have to think twice.

"Second Brother, besides getting guidance from a grand master, you could also ask Miss Sinclair. Maybe she knows how to help Dixon."

Beta Morgan’s eyes lit up. He patted his younger brother on the shoulder and left happily.

Benjamin Morgan smiled helplessly. His second brother was sometimes really slow on the uptake about certain things. He actually hadn’t noticed their master’s feelings for Miss Sinclair after all this time.

’The master would never allow them to use Aurora Sinclair for anything, and that included himself.’

"Benjamin—" Alvin Morgan called out.

Benjamin Morgan’s expression became serious. He pushed up his glasses and replied respectfully, "Sir, I’ll go delete the data immediately!"

"Leave no trace."

"Yes—"