You have to save me

Seeing this, Su Yang stared intently at Zhuang Mengli in front of him.

Her right hand gripped the cotton string behind her ear, but she remained motionless. A trace of hesitation could seemingly be seen in her eyes.

After waiting for two or three seconds, Su Yang said, stunned, "Are you kidding around? Just take it off."

"I... wait a moment, I'm not ready yet."

"What? You need to prepare for this? Don't tell me you've been wearing a mask your whole life?"

"Not really, just for the past three months or so."

"Three... that's not a short time. Ah, it's fine, just take it off quickly. Be confident, there's nothing to be embarrassed about," Su Yang encouraged.

"Phew~" Zhuang Mengli exhaled and swallowed hard.

After hesitating for another two or three seconds, her hand finally moved.

She pulled the cotton string with her right hand and slowly moved it forward. This sight made Su Yang incredibly anxious.

He tilted his head, trying to get a good look. Just as he saw a bit of her cheek, Zhuang Mengli steeled her heart and abruptly pulled it off, facing Su Yang directly.

Their eyes met. Su Yang stood motionless, his eyes wide open, his face full of shock.

He stared unblinkingly at Zhuang Mengli. On both sides of her cheeks were small patches of grayish-black spots. At first glance, they looked like birthmarks, but upon closer inspection, they resembled some kind of pigmented macule.

But that wasn't the most important part. The most important part was that, even under these circumstances, he could still tell that Zhuang Mengli's appearance was exceptionally high.

And not just ordinarily high, but extraordinarily high.

Her face shape was somewhere between an oval and a sunflower seed shape. She had a full forehead, slender willow-leaf eyebrows, standard peach blossom eyes, and a perfectly sized, tall nose. Her upper lip was slightly thin, and her lower lip slightly full. Aside from the dark spots, her skin was fair and delicate, without a single visible pore.

Overall, there wasn't a single flaw to be picked from her facial features. Any of her eyes, nose, or mouth could probably significantly boost someone else's attractiveness if placed on their face.

But all these perfect features were gathered on one face, which was simply absurd.

Holy crap, this appearance score is at least 97 or above, maybe even higher. It might even be higher than Lingxi.

System, quick scan!

[Zhuang Mengli, Age: 22]

[Height: 175cm]

[Weight: 54kg]

[Appearance: 99.9]

[Figure: 98]

[Combat Power: Grade A, 90]

[Number of Relationships: 0, Single]

[Combat Engagements: 0]

[Traits: Smart, Lively, Gap Moe, Extremely High Martial Force]

What the fuck?!!

Looking at the information on the virtual screen before him, Su Yang was completely dumbfounded.

It wasn't just the appearance score infinitely close to 100 that shocked him, but also the near S-grade combat power and the 98-point figure.

Perfect! It could only be described with the word perfect; he couldn't find any other adjectives for the moment.

[Detected that Zhuang Mengli has met the binding standards. Bind?]

Bind...

[Ding, binding successful. Zhuang Mengli's favorability towards host: 30]

Seeing the dumbstruck and motionless Su Yang, Zhuang Mengli waved her hand in front of his eyes and called out, "What are you doing?"

"Are you stunned? Or were you scared by my face?"

Su Yang didn't react even after she said two sentences in a row.

Confused, Zhuang Mengli gave Su Yang a push, which abruptly snapped him back from his wandering thoughts.

"Huh!!? What's wrong?"

"What do you mean 'what's wrong'? I should be asking you that. What are you doing, standing there motionless with your mouth wide open? Is my face really that scary?"

"Scary? Not at all!"

"Then why did you react like that?"

"Oh..." Su Yang scratched his head and smiled. "I already ignored the dark spots on your face. I have eyes that can discover beauty, so I looked past the spots and saw your original appearance. I was purely shocked by your beauty."

Hearing this, Zhuang Mengli frowned and rolled her eyes at him. "My face is covered in dark spots right now, and you can still ignore them to see my true appearance? Why do I find that so hard to believe?"

"Hehe, believe it or not. I just like telling the truth."

"Stop joking around. I'm so ugly right now, what beauty is there to speak of? But since you've seen it, does what you said earlier still count?"

"Said what?"

"Hey? Are you trying to back out?"

"I forgot."

"You said you could cure my face!" Zhuang Mengli stomped her foot anxiously.

"Oh, oh, you mean that. Piece of cake. I could even guarantee curing your grandfather's illness, so what is yours in comparison."

Hearing Su Yang speak so effortlessly, Zhuang Mengli cried out excitedly, "Really!!?"

"Really. Do you want to pinky swear on it?"

"Pinky... pinky my foot, I'm not a child."

"Hehe, give me your hand, let me feel it."

"Feel it?" Zhuang Mengli was taken aback.

"No, I mean check your pulse."

"Oh, oh, okay." Zhuang Mengli extended her hand towards Su Yang.

After checking Zhuang Mengli's pulse, Su Yang thought to himself, 'As expected, it's congenital.'

After a moment of thought, he said, "The spots on your face are the same as the ones on your arm. If I'm not mistaken, the dark spots on your right arm appeared about a year ago, right? And when they first appeared, they were probably just grayish-black?"

"Holy crap? You... you could tell that from my pulse?" Zhuang Mengli exclaimed in shock. Su Yang's diagnosis was completely correct.

At this time, Guan Tianya, who was sitting to the side, stood up with a face full of curiosity and walked over. He listened intently like an eager primary school student.

"Don't panic just yet. If you continue to ignore the spots on your face, their color will deepen in at most half a month, and in a month, they will be as pitch-black as the ones on your arm."

"And it doesn't stop there. Right now it's your face. After your face, it will likely spread to somewhere on your legs, then your body, and even your chest... chest area and such will all start breaking out in these dark spots."

"Ah!! I... Master Su, God Su!! You have to save me!!" Zhuang Mengli was genuinely terrified by Su Yang's words.

For a girl, especially a beautiful girl, it was no exaggeration to say that her skin, face, legs, and hands were her life.

She absolutely dared not imagine how disgusting and terrifying it would be if her entire body were covered in these bizarre dark spots in the future.

Let alone dating and getting married, she would probably have to wrap herself up completely just to go out shopping, just like when she wore that black robe before.

Faced with such a horrifying prospect, she couldn't help but panic. She stepped forward in a fluster and reached out with both hands to grab Su Yang.

"Su Yang!! You, you can cure me, right?"

Feeling her soft and delicate little hands, Su Yang cast a firm gaze at Zhuang Mengli in front of him. "Ah, don't worry. Your problem isn't a big deal. It's the same, drinking some traditional Chinese medicine will cure it."

"Really?!" After hearing Su Yang say this, Zhuang Mengli looked at him as if she were looking at a deity. She felt that the person in front of her was glowing at this very moment.

"Truer than a pearl."

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