The landlady glared at the landlord. "Didn't you say no one noticed?"

She didn’t speak, but the landlord could tell what she meant. He awkwardly laughed, not expecting Li Yi to return. Was this young man so stubborn? After being humbled here, he still dared to come back.

"Is anyone here?" Li Yi knocked gently on the door again, "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Coming, coming! What’s the rush? Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?" The landlady coldly walked to the door, glaring at the landlord. Her meaning was clear—he was in for it later. She opened the door, and Li Yi flashed her a smile.

She seemed to be perming her hair, with curling rods still in her hair, holding a cheap cigarette with no filter. She wore a floral dress.

"Hello."

"Hello, my foot! Say what you need to say. Spit it out!" She opened the door halfway and could close it at any time.

Li Yi, knowing the landlady was all talk, remained patient. She might scold tenants who owed rent for months, but she never actually kicked anyone out. If it were any other landlord, missing a rent payment would have your belongings thrown into the hallway the next day. But Li Yi understood, since he was asking for a favor, he had to endure her scolding.

"I'm here to rent a room."

"We don’t have any rooms available. No rent," she said, and seemed ready to slam the door.

Li Yi extended his hand, gently blocking the door, and like a slippery eel, slipped inside.

The landlady was taken aback. She could feel that Li Yi hadn’t used any internal energy. She had only used three-tenths of her strength to close the door, and no ordinary martial artist could have withstood it. This meant that Li Yi’s raw physical strength must have been in the thousands of pounds.

Looking at the wooden door, where a large dent was left from their struggle, if it weren’t made of solid wood, it might have already been broken through.

Li Yi stepped inside, placed the things he bought aside, and took out two bottles of fine liquor.

"Thank you for your help earlier. Just a small token of my gratitude."

The landlord initially tried to stop him but, upon seeing the packaging and labels of the alcohol, his hands involuntarily reached out to take them.

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The landlady squinted at him from behind, and the landlord immediately froze, quickly putting the bottles back into Li Yi’s arms.

"What are you talking about? I don’t understand," he said, pretending to be clueless.

Li Yi didn’t argue further and turned to take out a cigarette.

"Here, have a smoke," Li Yi said.

The landlady looked at him disdainfully and sneered, "Top-quality stuff, huh? But we’re not martial arts experts."

"I never said you were martial artists. Why do you assume I think you are?" Li Yi sat down on a nearby chair, watching her with curiosity.

Only then did the landlady realize that Li Yi hadn’t mentioned them being martial artists. She had inadvertently revealed herself by assuming his words meant that.

Taking advantage of her distraction, Li Yi swiftly attacked the landlord with a punch and yelled, "Mantis Fist!"

Though he didn’t know the Mantis Fist, he just shouted it out to see what would happen.

As he threw the punch, Li Yi noticed several issues pop up in his vision, but they didn’t obstruct his sight. They quickly vanished, leaving behind a series of small texts.

The landlord, seeing the powerful punch coming, immediately focused his attention on the sides, knowing the Mantis Fist’s real danger lay in its deceptive side attack.

However, Li Yi didn’t know any Mantis Fist techniques and simply shouted for no reason, just throwing a regular punch. The speed and force were so overwhelming that when his fist approached, it felt like punching through water, with the force dispersed.

The landlord, feeling the strength of the punch, was impressed. Li Yi didn’t use any internal energy, just brute force. It was powerful enough that the landlord had to use his own energy to dissipate the blow.

The landlord stood firm in his stance, forming the Taiji stance, realizing that his identity could no longer be hidden. He was annoyed by the situation, having to deal with this young man who didn’t follow the martial arts code.

"You’re not following the martial arts code, young man," he muttered, "You’re just here to trick me..."

Before he could finish, Li Yi raised his hand and was ready to slap him with the "Scorpion Palm." With his current physical condition, a full slap could easily crush a normal person’s skull. Even the landlord couldn’t be careless.

"Lotus Floating, Black Tiger Pierces the Heart."

The speed of his attack increased by 20%, its power increased by 20%, and the chance of hitting weak points was up by 10%.

"Elephant Tramples the Mouse."

The force of the attack succeeded, and its power was doubled by 100%.

Li Yi could feel the power increase in his punch. The moment they collided, or perhaps just from trying to defend, the landlord realized that Li Yi didn’t know any martial arts techniques. His strikes were just a mix of raw strength, but sometimes, his force would mysteriously grow stronger.

The landlord and landlady had both realized that Li Yi wasn’t a martial artist. His raw power was impressive, but he had no real martial arts technique.

"Young man, you’ll need a couple more years before you can hurt me," the landlord said casually, now no longer worried.

Li Yi, locking eyes with them, said, "You’re truly impressive, both of you. I can tell that your martial arts skills are profound. If I’m not mistaken, you’re the ones from the martial world…"

"Yang Guo."

"Xiao Long Nv."

The landlady, realizing that Li Yi had already figured out their true identities, decided it was better to just admit it.