"Didi, you kid better be careful. People who live in darkness for too long without seeing the light are more or less psychologically distorted. Be mindful of your words when you speak. Moreover, even I cannot sense the dangerous aura from this woman. She might be an ability user."
"Holy crap? I've encountered an ability user this soon? My meager skills will probably be wiped out immediately."
Ren Yuanhao could only proceed cautiously, with the system being his sole safeguard.
"Hey, hey, hey, System Miss, if I'm in danger later, will you activate a protective buff for me?"
"I'm sorry, this system does not provide buff bonuses that pose a threat to the employer."
"You mean, if this woman tries to kill me later, you won't help?"
Ren Yuanhao felt this was a colossal piece of bad news!
"I will, I'll remind you."
"Damn it, weren't you constantly saying you'd stick with me through thick and thin, through life and death? Now you're turning faster and sharper than Mt. Akina! Is there any justice?"
"Please, have a seat. What would you like to drink, young man?"
Yin Shili's luminous emerald eyes were like the only light source in the darkness, but this light was terrifying, especially when her eyes reflected his own face, making it even more dreadful.
"Drink what? Drink my ass! I just saw through a drugged trap this morning, and now I'm about to be trapped again?"
When does vengeance end? Who does Heaven ever spare?
Just as Ren Yuanhao was about to refuse, he suddenly recalled what the system had warned him about – to speak cautiously.
"Uh, I'm actually not that thirsty. Instead, I'm quite curious. Miss, to be able to move about so freely in such a dark room is truly admirable!"
"It's nothing. When you're confined in a place for a long time, you instinctively know where everything is. It's not strange at all." Yin Shili seemed to open a refrigerator door, and as she exhaled, Ren Yuanhao felt as if he heard the sound of a soda can.
"Have a Coke."
Yin Shili accurately placed a Coke in Ren Yuanhao's hand and opened one for herself, gulping it down.
"Damn it, in an environment like this, I can't even breathe freely. I can't utilize my thirty-six stratagems for wooing women at all!"
As Ren Yuanhao grumbled inwardly, a beam of emerald light flickered on.
This beam of light gave the impression of a will-o'-the-wisp wandering in a graveyard; it offered no warmth but instead caused the surrounding temperature to plummet.
By the light, Ren Yuanhao finally saw his employer's face!
Due to prolonged lack of sunlight, the employer's hair was dry and split. Her face was pale to the point of being cyan, and blue-green veins were hidden beneath her skin like amber. Although she was only 27, she looked like she was 40.
"Miss Yin, didn't you say you were sensitive to light?" Ren Yuanhao withdrew his stern gaze and said in a deep voice.
"Cold light is alright. What do you think, young man? Seeing me like this, are you very disappointed? In your profession, you must meet many women, and I must be the most horrifying among them?"
These words left Ren Yuanhao speechless. Indeed, the other person's appearance was not beautiful, and even somewhat frightening. However, such a person, with such a unique experience, would have a strong urge to find a partner, just like Ren Yuanhao did initially.
As the saying goes, a single person on the verge of death develops a magical buff: any woman with a head is beautiful.
He could understand, but still didn't know how to answer.
"It seems you're no exception. It's not your fault."
Yin Shili's laughter carried a hint of melancholy.
"Indeed, perhaps I've only encountered relatively normal people before. Even if they had problems, they were psychological. However, I understand. After all, I was also single for over twenty years."
"Oh? That shouldn't be the case. A man like you, with your refined temperament and imposing physique, should be a Prince Charming in many people's hearts."
Being stared at by Yin Shili's emerald eyes, Ren Yuanhao still felt a shiver, but fortunately, the conversation had started, so things weren't so awkward.
"I didn't like to dress up before, and I came from a rural background. In a big city like this, I had to give my all just to survive. Romance was an extreme luxury for me."
"Exactly. People nowadays are very materialistic. Love and hate are mostly built on material possessions, and so are those office workers who exhaust their lives. I think they might have it backwards."
Ren Yuanhao nodded. He strongly agreed with this viewpoint.
"It is indeed like this. People who haven't experienced darkness will never know how desirable light is. And people who haven't experienced the torment of illness cannot realize how important health is. I believe Miss Yin understands this even better."
Yin Shili sat opposite Ren Yuanhao, and a brilliant light flickered in her eyes.
"I didn't expect you to have such sentiments."
Yin Shili brought out a thick notebook, densely filled with small characters.
"Miss Yin, what is this?"
"Me? I just like to write all sorts of random things. It's the only way I can survive in this world."
"I didn't expect you to be a writer!" Ren Yuanhao gradually relaxed his guard and even felt a bit of admiration for this aged woman.
Yin Shili waved her hand and said, "I'm just a writer, I suppose. How should I put it? I feel that because I've been treated unfairly, the things I write are more profound. Whenever I have an epiphany, I can't help but want to write for a while."
"What if you lose inspiration? Do you drink?" Ren Yuanhao suddenly became interested. He thought what this woman said was very accurate; precisely because of the injustice she suffered, her writing could better depict the depths of human nature.
"Yes, alcohol is a good thing. Confucius said, 'Alcohol can express feelings, relieve sorrow, facilitate shared drinking, and encourage solitary contemplation; it is suitable for all occasions. When drunk, one can babble nonsensically. When not drunk, one can use intoxication to confess or curse. Truly, it is the best item in the world.'"
As soon as Yin Shili finished speaking, she dragged her slightly hunched back towards a room. Ren Yuanhao, using the green light, could see what kind of story this woman was writing.
However, after a cursory glance at just one page, his face turned ashen with fright!
This person was writing horror novels. What made him even more inexplicably terrified was that the latest chapter contained a love story between a woman suffering from 'vampire disease' and a man!
The story had only just begun, but it was already terrifying enough, because at the end of her writing, it stated that—this philandering man, from the moment he stepped into the dark room, was destined to ultimately die by the woman's blade!