"I understand!"
Qin Anmin reached out to interrupt her, then leaned closer and whispered:
"It's also my fault for being so abrupt that day; An Ge was indeed a bit..."
As she spoke, she turned her head furtively and glanced at Qin Ange beside her.
Seeing that he was staring at the two of them, she quickly turned her head back, pretending it was unintentional.
“An Ge really is not a man, it’s normal that you don’t like him, I don’t blame you for this.”
"Actually, I didn't..."
"Oh dear! Now that we've brought this up, my dear sister, please don't force yourself anymore. I really don't mind."
Su Qinghe was interrupted by Qin Anmin before she could finish explaining.
She seemed to have given up hope on Qin Ange.
Seeing the two women whispering to each other behind his back, Qin Ange silently walked to Que'er's side.
"Can you guess what they're talking about? I have a feeling they're talking about me?"
Qin Ange glanced at the two of them suspiciously.
Sparrow's eyes darted around, and she sneakily leaned close to Qin Ange's ear.
"I bet the Commandant wants to marry the young master to Lady Su!"
"You're talking nonsense!"
Qin Ange suddenly shouted, attracting the attention of the two women over there.
"..."
Noticing their gazes, Qin Ange blushed and quickly pulled Que'er in front of him to shield himself, while he himself lowered his head and pretended to chat with Que'er.
"Young Master, Lady Su and the others have already moved over."
"Sparrow said in a low voice, her head bowed."
"It's all your fault! All you do all day is spout nonsense!"
Only after realizing that the two women were no longer paying attention to this side did Qin Ange dare to throw a tantrum out of embarrassment and anger.
The sparrow felt a little wronged.
"I'm not talking nonsense..."
Beside the weapon rack, Su Qinghe picked up a short blade and brandished it in her hand.
This is a weapon that is quite similar to a dagger, and it's fairly handy.
"I heard from Lord Li that my sister is skilled with a sword, why don't you choose her?"
Qin Anmin looked at the short blade in her hand with a puzzled expression.
Short weapons have a small attack range and are only suitable for close combat. They require a high level of skill from the user and are rarely used for special training. Most people use them only for self-defense.
Didn't she tell you that my swordsmanship is terrible?
Su Qinghe smiled and twirled the short blade in her hand a few times.
Watching the blade dance so nimbly in her hands, Qin Anmin was even more amazed; this must be the level of skill she had cultivated for several years.
"Compare?"
Su Qinghe raised her eyebrows and looked at the red-tasseled spear in Qin Anmin's hand.
It's been too long since she's fought anyone. Those assassins before were all freaks. Now she really wants to loosen up her muscles.
Qin Anmin hesitated.
"Swords have no eyes, and our weapons are too different. I'm afraid I might accidentally hurt you."
"Sister Qin underestimates me, come on!"
Su Qinghe took a few steps back, putting some distance between herself and Qin Anmin.
"Since my dear sister is so confident, then so be it!"
Qin Anmin stopped hesitating and readily agreed.
She also took a few steps back, stopping only when there was a five-meter gap between them.
Qin Ange noticed the commotion between the two people and pulled Que'er back to look.
At this moment, the two women on the field had already started fighting. Qin Anmin, holding a long spear, kept trying to distance himself from Su Qinghe, but Su Qinghe kept getting closer to him from all sorts of tricky angles.
Qin Ange was clearly taken aback when he saw Su Qinghe's agility.
Su Qinghe had always presented him with the image of a talented, gentle, and humble lady.
This was the first time he had ever seen her use force, and that she could exchange so many blows with his older sister.
"Young Master, Lady Su is truly valiant!"
Sparrow watched with great interest, and didn't forget to continue provoking Qin Ange.
"I can't compare to my older sister," Qin Ange retorted stubbornly.
The two exchanged blows, with Su Qinghe getting closer and closer until she soon held a knife to Qin Anmin's neck.
"Ms. Su is the most valiant."
Que'er spoke again, glancing furtively at her young master's expression.
Qin Ange opened her mouth, but then remained silent.
"Hahahaha, I never expected my sister to be so agile. I underestimated her."
Qin Anmin laughed loudly and patted Su Qinghe on the shoulder. Although she lost the fight quickly, he had given her a very satisfying beating.
"Sister Qin is quite skilled too."
Su Qinghe modestly placed the short blade back on the weapon rack.
"I also want to have a match with Miss Su!"
Qin Ange suddenly walked up to the two of them, looked at Su Qinghe, and her eyes lit up.
Qin Anmin's eyes widened.
"What are you trying to compete with? I can't even beat you, and you think you can? Swords have no eyes; what if you get hurt!"
Qin Ange glared back defiantly.
"I never said I wanted to win. I just wanted to spar with Lady Su. Lady Su is so skilled, she won't hurt me."
"Besides, I'm using a whip, which gives me an advantage over your spear. What if I win?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Anmin noticed the whip in his hand and felt even more troubled.
"How many times have I told you? You're not allowed to practice with the whip! What if you accidentally hit yourself in the face and get scarred? Will you still be able to get married?"
"And you've only been practicing for a few days, and you already think you can be better than me!"
"I!"
"Alright, Sister Qin, it's just a friendly spar, don't be so nervous, I'll be careful."
Seeing that the siblings were about to start arguing again, Su Qinghe quickly stepped in to smooth things over.
"snort!"
Qin Ange proudly raised his chin at Qin Anmin.
Helpless, Qin Anmin could only instruct Su Qinghe.
"Thank you for your trouble, Sister Xian!"
"It's nothing," Su Qinghe said with a smile, shaking her head.
Qin Anmin stepped aside, and Su Qinghe and Qin Ange distanced themselves from each other again.
Once it started, Qin Ange's whip was the first thing to strike.
A long whip is indeed more advantageous than a long spear, and a soft whip is also very flexible.
However, Qin Ange didn't practice for long, and he found it somewhat difficult to wield the whip.
Since he wanted to spar, Su Qinghe didn't use her full strength. She just played along with him, dodging his whip while slowly moving closer to him.
Suddenly, a whip came flying. Su Qinghe dodged to the side, and when she turned around, she saw that the end of the whip was bent and flying towards Qin Ange's face.
It was obvious that he had turned the whip in the wrong direction.
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