"Senior Sister, will you accompany me in cultivation for these seven days?" Qin Qing asked with a smile towards Jiang Ruorong.
"Of course, Junior Brother. However, hiring your Senior Sister as your sparring partner comes with a fee. My rate isn't low..." Jiang Ruorong teased with a laugh.
"Oh? How come that sounds a bit off to me?" Qin Qing frowned.
Jiang Ruorong didn't realize what she had said at first, but after thinking it over, she quickly understood, "Hmph, you little Junior Brother, how dare you show such disrespect to your Senior Sister. Take this!"
With a flick of her hand, a silver longsword thin as a cicada's wing appeared floating in the air, then darted straight towards Qin Qing.
"Swoosh!"
The tip of the sword barely grazed past Qin Qing's chest.
"Senior Sister, that's a sneak attack!" Qin Qing yelled out, "But good, Senior Sister, don't stop. This is perfect for honing my movement technique!"
