Is this the kind of talent the Red Tide Alliance cultivates?!

She suddenly turned around and pressed herself against Qing'er's soft body, her face flushed as she said:

"Qing'er, you...you're like an old woman!"

Qing'er was a little breathless from the pressure, but she still grinned and said, "I'm only sixteen, Miss."

"I'm not an old woman, I'm a young girl in the prime of my life."

“You’re just a mother hen! The kind that worries endlessly!” Jin Changge pinched her face again.

Qing'er immediately retaliated, reaching out to pinch Jin Changge's waist and tickling her, saying, "Miss, I'm just telling the truth. You need to think about the future."

"Don't you want to enter the palace? What if His Majesty wants to take you as a concubine in the future? Will you refuse?"

Jin Changge couldn't help but laugh as she was tickled. She quickly tried to stop Qing'er, but Qing'er wouldn't let it go, only asking:

"Speak quickly!"

"If you don't tell me, I'll get really tough!" Qing'er threatened.

"You brat, stop! I'm gasping for breath, hahaha." Jin Changge laughed so hard she could barely breathe. She was ticklish, and this little girl who had committed this evil act was no ordinary person. As a secret agent of the Crimson Tide Alliance, she did have some rudimentary martial arts skills.

The two wrestled and played on the bed, making a mess of the bed. Before they knew it, Qing'er had rolled to the side against the wall, and Jin Changge finally gained the upper hand with his impressive martial arts skills.

Now that she had not only captured Qing'er, but even mounted her, she immediately retaliated in kind, her slender fingers tickling Qing'er's waist incessantly.

Although Qing'er had a smile on her face, she was inwardly groaning. Now that she was being controlled by someone else and her mistress had been so ruthless, she had no choice but to beg for mercy.

"Spare me... Miss, I won't do it again... Hahaha."

Amidst the laughter, Qing'er suddenly felt a long, narrow, hard object on her back. The protruding part of the object pressed right against the back of her head, and she cried out, "Ouch!"

Jin Changge quickly let go and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Did I hurt you somewhere?"

Qing'er rubbed the back of her head with one hand and reached under the bed with the other, grabbing the hard object and pulling it out.

Silvery moonlight streamed through the open window, its gentle warmth like water spilling onto the bed.

Under the moonlight, Qing'er held the "Water-Repelling Sword" in her hand.

On the vermilion hilt, the front is engraved with a five-clawed golden dragon engulfed in flames and soaring through the clouds, while the back is engraved with a five-colored golden phoenix that has risen from the ashes and spreads its wings to ascend into the blue sky.

Looking at the sword, Qing'er's gaze gradually swept over it and landed on Jin Changge's flushed face.