Long Qingcheng saw Tang Ye approaching, she walked over with her spear held at an angle, her imposing manner undiminished. As she arrived in front of Tang Ye, she suddenly pointed her spear at him, unleashing a force so piercing it felt scorching on the face. Tang Ye was startled and took a step back, gathering his strength to dissipate the pressure Long Qingcheng was exerting.
Despite the scare, Tang Ye got irritated and glared fiercely at Long Qingcheng, snorting, "Sis, don't you think that's a bit much?"
Long Qingcheng scoffed with a cold laugh, "Getting temperamental, are we?"
Tang Ye immediately didn't dare to put on an act with his sister and chortled, "Sis, with your strength being so formidable, this is quite dangerous for me. Even if you wanted to do this, couldn't it be somewhere other than the face? If you scarred my face, what a loss you'd suffer without a handsome brother like me, right?"