"Young Master Ren's martial arts seem to be backed by at least ten years of internal cultivation. May I ask who your master is?"
Ren Yuanhao had no idea about internal or external cultivation; his whole existence was sustained by the system.
"I might be overstepping, but I can understand if Young Master Ren is unwilling to answer. After all, some reclusive masters prefer their disciples to keep their identities secret."
Zhang Jing had already changed into a blue pleated skirt, looking gentle and lovely.
"Thank you for your understanding, Miss Zhang," Ren Yuanhao, fearing exposure, added, "Miss Zhang, please just take me to the intersection ahead. I need to wait for a friend."
"Okay, I'm heading that way too, to find my brother."
"Brother?" Ren Yuanhao suddenly felt inexplicably nervous.
"Yes, my brother is also very skilled in fighting. His name is Zhang Liang."
As soon as Zhang Jing said this, Ren Yuanhao's brows furrowed, and he became instantly vigilant. He thought to himself, "This little girl really is that scoundrel Zhang Liang's sister. No wonder I felt something was off."
"Is something wrong, Young Master Ren?"
"N-no, I only practice martial arts for self-preservation. I have no intention of competing with others."
"The purpose of martial arts is precisely this. It's a pity my brother has too much killing intent. I worry something will happen to him one day, but I can't persuade him. After all, my father, uncles, and the rest of my family all come from martial backgrounds."
Zhang Jing clearly felt it was impolite to talk so much to someone she had just met. She immediately smiled slightly and said, "Young Master Ren, you don't find me annoying, do you?"
"No, Miss, your name has the character 'jing' (静), which I presume your mother wished for you to be quiet and elegant?"
Ren Yuanhao counted down the traffic lights. As soon as they crossed the intersection, they could go their separate ways. He truly didn't want any entanglement with his enemy's sister, even if her nature wasn't bad.
"Yes, that's exactly right. However, I've been exposed to it since childhood. Though I have no special skills myself, I've seen a lot of the martial arts from various sects and schools." Da Feng Novel Network
After saying goodbye to Zhang Jing, Ren Yuanhao entered the building and immediately smelled a strange medicinal odor.
"Someone is still boiling medicine this late?"
Ren Yuanhao dragged his tired body a few more steps forward and saw a familiar figure standing in the steaming haze, fanning the cauldron, drenched in sweat.
"Sister Zhang? Why are you still up so late, what are you tinkering with?"
Indeed, that person was Zhang Yingfang. Anyone else boiling Chinese medicine in the hallway would likely be cursed at, but she was different. She was the landlady; who would dare scold her?
"Of course, I'm boiling it for you. I saw you were breaking out in a cold sweat yesterday, so I specifically asked a familiar TCM doctor today. They said you have a weak spleen and stomach, so I got some herbs to try."
"Don't just stand there, come inside quickly. The medicine will be ready soon."
Zhang Yingfang said this while pushing him into the room. There was some food on the table, which she seemed to have prepared. Ren Yuanhao felt touched, but more than that, he was confused.
"Sister Zhang, why are you being so polite?"
Zhang Yingfang replied, "You helped me resolve a deep-seated issue, and I feel I owe you a great debt. I must find something to compensate you. But don't get the wrong idea, I don't have any other intentions towards you."
After she finished speaking, she deliberately looked at Ren Yuanhao. Seeing his relieved expression, she felt a pang of discomfort. She simply left the medicine and departed without saying another word.
"Strange woman."
Ren Yuanhao had no appetite for the food, nor the inclination to drink the peculiar medicine. After closing the door, he sat cross-legged on the bed and connected with the system within his body.
The mall panel had many paginated attributes, such as physical attributes like physique, appearance, scars, nose, eyebrow shape, cheekbone height, lip thickness and shape, and skin tone. Simply put, it was like the character creation parameters in an RPG.
Of course, this was just the attribute page for physical and appearance enhancement and modification. Following this were some pages related to skills, but perhaps due to fewer completed missions or insufficient points, they were displayed as empty.
Further down was the mall items, where points could be exchanged for drugs related to physical enhancement and modification, or some special buff drugs with time limits.
Ren Yuanhao then saw a physical quality assessment option appear below the system store window and immediately reached out to press it without hesitation.
"Beep, system commencing scan..."
Ren Yuanhao complied. After about a minute of testing and evaluation, the physical quality inspection report was finally presented.
"Host: Ren Yuanhao
Physical Quality: D-class
Remaining Lifespan: 7 years
Illnesses: None"
"Wait a minute?!"
"Lifespan... Seven years?!"