Li Qiushui was taken aback, unable to understand. There was clearly a dead end ahead, so why did he say there was no dead end? But seeing how calm and composed he was, she suppressed her doubts and followed him.
"Is Young Master's embrace warm and comfortable?" Unwilling to remain idle along the way, she looked at Tianshan Tonglao nestled in his arms and said with a smile.
Tianshan Tonglao truly could not stand being provoked. She immediately struggled and flailed, shouting, "Brat, put me down!"
Song Qingshu was speechless. "How are you supposed to walk with your feet like that? And you even listen to your junior sister's attempts to sow discord? Have you lived all these decades for nothing?" He had already figured out their temperaments, so he struck directly at the heart of the matter.
Tianshan Tonglao froze. The first half was one thing, but the latter half truly hit home. She gradually quieted down. "You wretch, don't bother provoking me. Why should I walk painstakingly like you when there's a free human sedan chair to ride?"
Li Qiushui ignored her. Instead, she put on a tearful expression. "Young Master is truly biased. You keep protecting her. She may be the senior sister, but I am the junior sister. Shouldn't Young Master help me instead?"
Song Qingshu got goosebumps. "I told you not to speak to me in that tone. I really can't stand it."
Hearing that, Tianshan Tonglao burst into gloating laughter. She even found Song Qingshu somewhat more pleasing to the eye, while Li Qiushui's face alternated between green and white, clearly so choked up that she could barely recover.
Song Qingshu moved quickly, and Li Qiushui's lightness skill was not weak either. They had already been close to the summit, so before long, they