Five in the morning.
The sky was still dark.
Qian Qingqing opened her eyes.
She felt around beside her pillow for a Wooden Bead. With a slight flick of her wrist, the bead shot out instantly.
"Smack!"
A light sound rang out as the Wooden Bead struck something.
The bedroom was instantly flooded with white light.
The Crystal Energy Lamp had turned on.
In a wealthy household like the Qian Family, turning lights on and off was originally a maid's duty. The master only needed to pull the Bell beside the bed, and a maid would naturally take care of it.
But ever since she began practicing spear arts, Qian Qingqing had never summoned a maid again.
The little girl seemed to possess an instinctive talent. Whenever she threw a Wooden Bead, her chance of hitting the Crystal Energy Lamp switch was one hundred percent. She had never missed.
Qian Qingqing poked her head out from under the covers and gazed at a tree branch hanging on the wall. "Good morning!"
This was the "Tree Branch Gun" Cheng Han had made for her.
Given her rate of improvement, this Tree Branch Gun had long since been honorably retired.
Yet the little girl had not thrown it away. Instead, she had asked a master craftsman to carefully treat it and coat its surface with preservative material so it could be kept for a long time.
Qian Qingqing quickly got out of bed and entered the dressing room, where she first changed into a set of training clothes.
Her petite, delicate figure paired with the crisp, beautifully designed outfit gave her a charm that blended softness with heroism.
The little girl pushed open the bedroom door and lightly made her way down the stairs.
A middle-aged maid on night duty heard her