Little puppy?
If Chen Wei knew that he appeared as such an image in Tang Qing's eyes, he'd probably vomit three liters of blood.
However, his attention was currently focused on his fourth senior sister, Guan Shanyue.
"Look at what you're saying, do I have that much strength? Or are you saying that after marrying in for three years, all you did was serve others, neglecting your training until you became physically weak?" Guan Shanyue released her grip, asking with a hint of provocation.
"Joking, not to mention three years, even if I did nothing for thirty years, defeating my senior sister with just one finger would still be a breeze," Chen Wei said to Guan Shanyue with the same playful tone they'd always used.
The two had been fighting each other since they were kids, neither willing to accept defeat from the other. And it was precisely because of this that their skills rapidly improved with each fight, always finding weaknesses to strengthen.
