All Heavens: A Role-Playing System Starting from Tianlong

Chapter 113 Hidden Fragrance

Zhang Cheng paused, then his tone became serious: "Although I am a rough person, I never shirk the responsibilities I should bear."

Regardless of how this whole thing started, now that it's come to this point, I have no intention of pretending it never happened.

As for other people's opinions, when have I, Zhang Cheng, ever cared about what others think?

"You're mine, that's only natural, and that's the same answer I give to anyone who asks me. Wanqing and Ling'er are reasonable people too, they won't have any problems."

He reached out and took Tong Lao's hand: "So you shouldn't worry about this all by yourself. Just let things be as they are. I'll take care of things even if the sky falls. You can rest assured."

The old woman held his hand and kept her head down for a long time without saying a word.

After a long while, she gently withdrew her hand, turned her face away, and said in a muffled voice, "Who...who is your person?!"

He's just spouting nonsense.

Zhang Cheng didn't expose her. He turned and walked to the door, opened it, glanced back at her, and said, "You rest first. I'll see if I can find an opportunity to talk to Wanqing and the others today." After saying that, he pushed the door open and left.

When Zhang Cheng returned to his room, Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling were already dressed and sitting at the table drinking tea and chatting.

As soon as Zhang Cheng entered, Zhong Ling said, "Brother Zhang, why have you been busy for so long?"

She had sharp eyes; her gaze swept over him, and she exclaimed, "Why did you change your clothes?"

"I went out for a while and got into a fight, which ruined my clothes, so I changed them," Zhang Cheng replied casually.

The two children were astonished upon hearing this. They had witnessed Zhang Cheng single-handedly fighting against the heroes of Dali without getting a scratch.

Although that lineup wasn't considered high-level in the Tianlong world, it was already quite luxurious for the two kids.

Mu Wanqing hurriedly asked, "Zhang Lang, are you alright?" Zhong Ling also looked over with concern.

"Don't worry. It was just a minor incident; no one was injured."

The two girls approached him, touching and looking him over, and only when they saw that there was nothing wrong did they feel relieved.

Zhong Ling patted her chest and let out a long breath: "You scared me to death! I thought you'd gotten into a fight and both of you were badly injured, Brother Zhang!"

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She thought for a moment, then asked curiously, "What kind of people are these enemies? Could they be experts sent by the Song court? Did they discover that you were responsible for what happened in Luoyang?"

"I don't know, but it's been resolved anyway," Zhang Cheng replied vaguely, changing the subject, "How are you two recovering?"

"Every time we do that, Brother Zhang, your strange ability comes into play. Not only do we not get hurt, but we feel comfortable all over, as if we've taken some kind of tonic."

Zhong Ling blushed slightly. "I just don't have much energy. I'll be fine after a good night's sleep."

Zhang Cheng nodded upon hearing this: "In that case, how about we take a stroll around the city?"

Both were somewhat surprised by his suggestion. Mu Wanqing hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Zhang Lang, aren't you in a hurry to get to Luoyang? Is it alright for you to waste a few more days with us?"

Zhong Ling nodded in agreement: "That's right, that's right. We're already very happy that Brother Zhang offered to go shopping with us. There's no need to delay our business."

"From here to Luoyang, it's only a day's journey at full speed on horseback. If I were to travel alone using my light-footed skills, it would be even faster. Since the Song government is determined to get revenge this time, they won't change their orders or arbitrarily adjust the schedule. We have plenty of time."

Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "You've come all this way, so I can't let you come for nothing."

Hearing Zhang Cheng say this, the two stopped being polite and happily went out with him.

Zhang Cheng's decision was impromptu; he wanted to win over the two boys before making a confrontation and didn't have any plans for where to go next.

Fortunately, the two girls had never traveled far from home before, and had spent most of their time in Dali. This was their first time in the heart of the Central Plains, and the food and customs in Guancheng were all different from those in Dali. Even just wandering around, they found everything new and exciting.

Zhang Cheng showed the two of them some local snacks from Zhengzhou in the Song Dynasty, and then took them to a rouge shop, where he bought them each a box of rouge.

This satisfies both Zhong Ling's love of food and Mu Wanqing's love of beauty.

On the way, the three of them bumped into Duan Yu and Ji Qiushui walking together from afar.

The bookworm, with a respectful expression, followed half a step behind Li Qiushui, talking incessantly, seemingly discussing some Buddhist scriptures with quotations.

Li Qiushui listened with a smile, nodding occasionally and speaking a few words here and there, which prompted Duan Yu to repeatedly agree and become increasingly respectful.

She would occasionally throw out a topic for Duan Yu to figure out on his own, and once he had figured it out, she would casually steer the conversation elsewhere.

As they talked, Duan Yu became more and more enthusiastic, completely unaware that he had been led by the nose for half a street.

The two girls didn't have Zhang Cheng's hearing, so they couldn't hear what the two were saying, but they were already amazed by the sight.

Only Zhang Cheng sighed inwardly: Alas, poor Duan Yu, being manipulated by Li Qiushui.

The three of them explored the city for a while before returning to their inn room.

Just as Zhang Cheng closed the door, Zhong Ling suddenly turned around, crossed her arms, and looked at him with a half-smile.

"Well, we've done our shopping and entertainment, Brother Zhang, shouldn't you tell us what exactly happened?"

Zhang Cheng was taken aback and looked at Zhong Ling with some surprise.

Zhong Ling tilted her head and blinked: "Brother Zhang, what kind of look is that? As the saying goes, 'If someone is being overly helpful for no reason, they're either up to no good or a thief.'"

Rather than believing you've suddenly become enlightened, Sister Mu and I are more inclined to believe you have something to tell us, and it's probably not good news.

Mu Wanqing continued, "That makes perfect sense. My husband acted a bit strangely today; he came back with a faint scent of my fragrance."

So what you want to tell us is related to this woman who left her fragrance, right? Does this mean we have another little sister now?

Zhang Cheng hadn't expected things to turn out this way.

His five senses are enhanced far beyond those of ordinary people due to his [Iron Physique], but precisely because of this, he receives too much useless information on a daily basis, and he has become accustomed to actively blocking out some of it.

Now that Mu Wanqing had mentioned it, he took a sniff and realized that he did indeed have a faint fragrance on him.

After thinking for a moment, he decided to act shamelessly, putting his arm around each of them and pulling them to sit down on the bed.

"You two have quite the sense of smell." He sighed, his tone softening. "There was a young lady. Something unexpected happened this morning, and I ruined her reputation."

No one is at fault in this matter. But no matter what, the deed is done, so how can I pretend nothing happened?

I know you two are probably not happy about this. If I were in your shoes, I wouldn't be happy either. But after thinking it over, I still feel I need to make things clear to you.