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Ren Bing suppressed the flame of desire in his chest and coldly stared at the towering figure of Chen Zao, as if trying to see through him.
In Ren Bing's eyes, aside from his impressive height, he could find no other significant features of an Advanced Warrior on Chen Zao.
Typically, after the toxins in an Intermediate Warrior's body are expelled, their skin becomes particularly delicate and glossy, with a rosy and healthy complexion.
Especially under sunlight, the skin of an Intermediate Warrior reflects a unique sheen.
At this moment, Chen Zao stood on the road, with a ray of sunlight shining down on him, yet there was no special luster reflecting off his skin.
His darker complexion did not exhibit the healthy bronze tone but rather had a sickly blackened appearance.
What kind of cultivation does this guy have? What is his background?
He doesn't seem like an Advanced Warrior, yet why is his strength so formidable?
Could it really be true that he gained such incredible power by indulging in gourmet food?
That seems unlikely.
Could it be...
He is a genetic anomaly?
Ward.
Such a person is not to be trifled with.
After a moment of contemplation, Ren Bingfeng reined in the icy killing intent in her eyes and decided not to confront the mysterious chef before her for now.
It was unwise to provoke a powerful warrior of unknown origin over a troublemaking subordinate like Lu Lin.
The other party was currently at the height of their power; it was better for her to avoid conflict.
“Bring Lu Lin; we’re leaving!”
Ren Bing turned her horse around, preparing to make an exit.
“Ren Xiao, take care of yourself!”
Before leaving, she shot a fierce glare at Ren Xiao.
From her tone, it seemed she didn’t regard Ren Xiao as her younger sister at all.
She cast a cold glance at Chen Zao as well.
Only then did Ren Bing ride away.
Seeing their leader retreat, the cavalry dared not linger any longer.
They all turned their horses around and fled in defeat, no longer displaying the arrogance they had when they arrived.
The large cavalryman ran especially fast, his spurs clinking as he galloped away without looking back, afraid that Chen Zao would stop him and stubbornly challenge him to a duel.
The last two cavalrymen had a good relationship with Lu Lin.
Lu Lin, who was barely hanging on to life, shot two venomous glares at Chen Zao before they hurriedly left this troublesome place.
During the Golden Age, Chen Zao had a particularly sharp tongue and never spared anyone with his words.
When he encountered an enemy fleeing with their tails between their legs, he would definitely throw out a few sarcastic remarks.
But in the apocalypse, he refrained from inviting trouble for himself.
He could only mutter in frustration, "I haven't even had enough of fighting yet."
His tone was tough.
However, in reality, that last punch he threw without holding back had also caused his own wrist to ache painfully.
If he kept throwing punches like that, his wrist bones would either break or crack.
Rubbing his sore wrist, Chen Zao cursed inwardly, wondering if that guy's head was filled with fossilized dung; how could it be so hard?
Meanwhile, Ren Xiao didn't care whether Chen Zao had offended her fourth sister. She excitedly ran up to him and exclaimed, "Brother Zao, you are amazing!"
Her big, sparkling eyes were filled with admiration, making Chen Zao start to doubt if this Seventh Sister had become one of his die-hard fans.
Holding himself like a master, Qingfeng smiled and said, "This is the power that food brings me."
"Yes, yes! It's truly amazing!"
Ren Xiao stepped closer, eagerly pleading, "Brother Zao, oh no, Chef Chen, please take me as your apprentice! I want to be your disciple! I really want to be your disciple! I truly, truly want to! I really, really, really want to!"
Chen Zao felt a headache coming on from Ren Xiao's persistence. With all his secrets, how could he possibly share them?
He had to hurt her feelings and interrupted the excited Ren Xiao, "Hold on! Didn't I tell you before? You can't learn my culinary skills. Don't even think about becoming my disciple; my skills are not for sharing."
"I can learn martial arts instead of cooking! I want to become strong like you through food! Chef Chen, since we have such a good connection, please take me as your apprentice! I'm begging you! If I can be your disciple, I would willingly work like a horse or an ox and give everything without hesitation!"
Seeing the girl's eager attitude, if Chen Zao didn't agree to her, she would cling to him and refuse to let him go.
Chen Zao pondered Ren Xiao's words and vaguely realized that this cute girl had been fooled by him; she actually believed that eating food would make her stronger.
If that's the case, then making money would be even easier!
Chen Zao didn't immediately reject Ren Xiao.
Feigning a troubled expression, he walked aside to pick up his backpack and Curved Blade.
Ren Xiao was quick to act, eagerly picking up the backpack and Curved Blade for Chen Zao. She handed them over with both hands, her big eyes sparkling with hope as she continued to plead, "Chef Chen, just pity me and take me as your apprentice. As long as you agree to accept me, I'll listen to everything you say in the future. I could even give up my military position and wholeheartedly follow you anywhere in search of food!"
"Don't! Absolutely not!"
Applying a dog skin plaster to oneself is something Chen Zao absolutely cannot do.
Ren Xiao thought that Chen Zao was so firmly opposed to her resignation from the army because he was worried about her future being delayed. She immediately explained, "It's fine, I have no future in the Ren Family Army. My father hardly pays attention to me. Everything depends on myself; only by becoming stronger can I have a better tomorrow! Chef Chen, after tasting your delicious food, I finally believe that our tomorrow will definitely be better! Please take me with you to explore the mountains and rivers, to embrace that brighter tomorrow!"
Chen Zao was stunned; was this girl writing an ode?
She had just eaten a portion of Fried Rice and a few McNuggets. How could that stimulate her like this?
This is too naive!
But that's fine; it's easier to earn money from such people.
"Seventh Sister, I can feel your sincerity. It's not that I don't want to take you as my apprentice, but as you know, the cost of making food is incredibly high. I'm almost unable to afford it myself, let alone have the energy to take on an apprentice. If I really took you on as an apprentice, what would I feed you? What would I use to cultivate your talents? If I can't help you grow, wouldn't that just delay your progress?"
He shifted his tone and continued, "Of course, if your family has substantial financial resources and can afford to buy my food for self-study, then I might consider taking you as my apprentice. Actually, calling it apprenticeship is too much; I don't have much to teach you. If you want to become strong by enjoying food like me, just keep buying my food and be my loyal customer. There's no need for us to refer to each other as master and apprentice."
Ren Xiao displayed a face full of despair, pouting her adorable face as she murmured, "But I don't have enough money to buy your food. Even if I work hard to earn it, I can't make it that fast."
At the same time, she ground the soles of her dark brown boots into the mud, filled with a sense of frustration at her own helplessness.
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