Licheng tightened the grip on the hilt of the sword while his gaze remained fixated on Xiana. She was awestruck by that and still could not believe her eyes that Licheng summoned a sword like magic.
She walked up to him and then held his hand which had the sword. It was a heavy sword, not easy to carry.
"You cannot carry it," Licheng said.
"Licheng, who are you? How can you do that?" Xiana asked him with a dumbfounded expression on her grimace. She had pulled her hand back and didn't blink at all.
"I am Su Licheng."
"Jokes apart, Licheng. Tell me the truth," Xiana urged him.
"Xiana, are you trustworthy? Can I share everything with you?" Licheng asked her.
"Of course, you can," Xiana said.
Licheng smiled at her. "I doubt that. Gain my trust and I will tell you everything," he asserted and opened his hand. The sword vanished into thin air. He lowered his hand and told her it was only a glimpse of his power.
"I am trustworthy, Licheng," Xiana tried to convince him.
