Xiao Qiang wore a look of indifference on his face.
Zhang Xiao'ou couldn't resist giving Xiao Qiang's waist a hard pinch: "Isn't this gorgeous woman more interesting than that sword of yours?"
Xiao Qiang gritted his teeth in pain: "I'm just telling the truth, even though it may disappoint you."
"No way!"
Zhang Xiao'ou frowned, "You need to find me more interesting, put that sword aside for now."
"Alright!" said Xiao Qiang, "But I'm just a bodyguard."
Zhang Xiao'ou retorted, "All the more reason! As a competent bodyguard, ensuring my happiness is your duty."
Xiao Qiang observed that all beautiful women, including Miao Ke'er, behaved this way.
Gazing at Zhang Xiao'ou's delicate face, Xiao Qiang felt a wave of desire stirring inside him. He put the Swimming Dragon sword away, promising, "Fine, from now on, I'm all yours. I'll cooperate fully with you, alright?"
"Now that's more like it!"