"Yes, Mother, we understand." Qin Jingsu and Qin Jingyuan cried out in unison. "We'll definitely protect our little sister, no matter what happens!"
...
"Go, Second Brother, go!"
"Get up, Eldest Brother!"
"Don't be scared, Second Brother! Go on, get him!"
The little girl, only three years old, sat on a rock in her little dress, watching her eldest and second brother compete with their Spear Technique.
Qin Jingyuan was trying his hardest to defeat his older brother.
But after seventy rounds, with a flick and a parry of his Long Spear, Qin Jingsu sent Qin Jingyuan's own weapon flying. It landed point-first, embedding itself in the ground.
"I lost," Qin Jingyuan sighed, his eyes filled with frustration. "But I'll definitely beat you next time, Big Brother!"
Qin Jingsu walked over and ruffled his younger brother's hair. "I believe you'll beat me one day, too.
In fact, Jing Yuan, you're actually more talented than I am.
