"So that's how it is. You poured so much affection into crafting this hairpin, young sir. The Little Ancestor will surely be delighted when she learns of it."
Li Zhongshuang covered her mouth and smiled. Looking at Li Huixi ahead, who had no intention of revealing her identity, she spoke softly.
With Li Zhongshuang's assurance, Zhang Yuan felt relieved. She was far better than Li Huixi, who only giggled foolishly and could not offer even half a word of praise.
"The hairpin is nice. Once I return to Cloud Prefecture City, I'll go straight to Sun-Moon Cliff. Would you like me to pass it on to the True Lord?" Li Huixi suddenly asked.
At her words, Zhang Yuan pondered for a moment.
Having Li Huixi deliver it to the Eastern Bian Li Clan's True Lord was certainly an option. It would also be a good opportunity to test the True Lord's attitude toward him.
"Mm, that works too. Don't lose it, okay?" Zhang Yuan nodded and reminded her.
Li Huixi raised her brows slightly. "Not a shred of trust! If I lose it, I'll compensate you with a better one. Hand it over."
Li Huixi extended her flawless forearm, as smooth as a jade lotus root, and opened her palm, curling her fingers beckoningly.
Zhang Yuan had only said it in passing. Li Huixi had Celestial Person cultivation; even if she was not his equal, she certainly would not lose something. Even if she did, she could simply trace its karma through divination and retrieve it.
He placed the hairpin, its four colors flowing through it, into Li Huixi's small hand.
"Does this hairpin have a name?" Li Huixi asked.
Every Pre-Heaven Supreme Treasure had an innate true name, identical to the conceptual image it embodied. This was a form