Martial Uncle, Please Be Seated

What? Who is my Martial Uncle? He was the famed exalted Supreme Celestial Zhou Nian Chen! He was wearing a white robe with tassels hanging down from his waist. He looked like he was destroying a city, and then looked like he was about to die. Countless female deities were captivated by his appearance. Among them, the most famous one is not Qian Caiyu, but me. Shh, don't spread the story that I chased after him for a thousand years. What? He's behind me? I hastily went over to welcome him with a smile that was as beautiful as a flower. "Senior martial uncle, please take a seat!"