Thinking he had succeeded, Li Ping'an grew bolder and walked up to Zixia, embracing the bewildered girl as he spoke deeply into her ear:
"Zixia, in this life, I, Li Ping'an, will never fail you!"
"..."
Zixia did not respond, and Li Ping'an felt even more delighted, about to kiss her passionately in an attempt to capture her heart all at once.
"Liar, shut up!"
Zixia pushed away the confused Li Ping'an, pinched her right hand's sword technique, and spun it around. Two swords instantly sheathed, floating between Zixia and Li Ping'an.
"This sword is called the Ziqing Dual Swords, belonging to Fairy Zixia, who lived five hundred years ago and shared my name. After passing through many hands, it finally ended up in mine!"
Li Ping'an looked at Zixia, not understanding.
"Once the Ziqing Dual Swords recognize a master, they connect with the master's intentions and can even test whether a frivolous man like you, who is all smooth talk and sweet words, truly loves me!"
