In the morning, Qin Xin's eyes were swollen. After waking up, washing, and returning to her bedroom, she sat blankly on the bed for a long time. Finally, she picked up the Chixiao Sword and looked at it over and over. "There are some things I don't dare say to that little pervert, nor to Master, so I can only tell you."
The Chixiao Sword was a sentient, Immortal-grade magical treasure. It hummed softly in the room, seemingly understanding Qin Xin's words.
"Shh, keep it down." Qin Xin anxiously glanced toward the adjacent bedroom, then pushed the door open to check Chen Zhezhe's room. Fortunately, neither Shen Rongrong nor Chen Zhezhe had noticed anything.
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