Li Luo's teasing words made Jiang Qing'e gently bump his chest with her flawless forehead, her golden eyes filled with tenderness and affection. She knew that this was his way of telling her that he had reached the tenth-grade and was now a truly unsurpassed expert. The boy who had worked tirelessly to catch up and stand shoulder-to-shoulder with her had finally succeeded. 1

Jiang Qing'e felt a sense of warmth and safety in his embrace. All sorts of memories surfaced in her mind, mostly of when they were children. Li Luo's childish banter had always resulted in him being subdued by her. Every time he decided to open his mouth, the young Li Luo would always stubbornly and furiously say, "Jiang Qing'e, just you wait! One day you'll call me 'Older Brother' and admit defeat!" However, his resistance would be met with even greater oppression.0

At this moment, Jiang Qing'e's lips were curled up into a smile as her eyes gently closed. She shifted slightly in Li Luo's arms, as though snuggling in and finding the most comfortable position. 0

"Older Brother, I admit defeat," she said gently.2

When those soft words reached his ears, Li Luo, now an unmatched sovereign, started shaking....0