[Zhongli is perfectly oblivious to this.] Many people in our line of work don't look exactly their age for one reason or another. Though perhaps in my case it's simply good food, good wine, and good company that allows me to retain some semblance of youth.

[And a lot of good money poorly spent.

He walks into the second apartment and breathes in. It smells like new paint. The floor creaks as he walks across it, stopping in front of the fireplace... and then he moves to the balcony. The view isn't pristine, but it's enough to give him some people-watching opportunity. Not bad.

Then he moves onto the bedrooms. Each one looks rather small, but he's taking a note of just how big the spaces are. He'd prefer something more spacious, but the location... Well, at least the flow of the rooms isn't inherently disastrous.

He steps back into the main living area.]

This one will be easiest to work with, I suspect.