Tong Quanzhi was indifferent, rolling up his sleeves and enjoying himself: "What's this little thing? If I go to the battlefield someday, I won't be afraid to chop off the enemy's heads!"
Xiqiu was speechless at his bizarre logic!
Xu Tianqing came over and saw Xiqiu's cheeks flushed from the wind, looking somewhat tired: "Sixth Sister, I'm here to take care of this. You should go back and rest, so you don't catch a chill!"
Xiqiu smiled at him: "Thank you for your concern, Cousin. I'm fine, just a bit dizzy, but the breeze feels rather good."
Xu Tianqing frowned, worriedly glanced at her thin clothing, and pointed to Siliu, who had just returned: "Go and fetch a cloak for your miss."
Siliu looked at Xiqiu, and Xiqiu nodded to her, adding, "Bring several hand warmers too. I've just been sweating, it might get chilly in a while."
"Yes!" Siliu responded and left.
Xu Tianqing finally relaxed his frown: "You... take care and rest more."
