Zhou Huai raised an eyebrow.
Isn't this Chu He from the Dawn Guild?
How did they suddenly end up on my turf?
Zhou Huai made a vague guess.
Is it because the Eternal Night Guild has been developing too fast lately, with rumors of SS-rank professionals circulating again?
This imdiately caught the attention of the crazy Dawn Guild mbers.
Moria's handso yet lancholic face was expressionless.
In Zhou Huai's heart, a cold smile was already forming.
Okay, okay.
I haven't gone looking for trouble with you yet.
You guys actually ca to us on your own initiative.
Since you're here, don't leave.
At this mont, Chu He was unaware of the murderous intent that flashed through the mind of the silver-haired man on the throne.
Like the other interviewees, he sat upright with his hands on his knees and his body slightly leaning forward.
He looked nervous yet expectant, full of longing for the future.
He stood up and bowed deeply to Moriah on the throne.
"Hello, President."
His voice carried just the right amount of excitent and trepidation.
"My na is Chu He, and I am an S-rank water-type professional."
"I have long admired the Eternal Night Guild and have held you in high esteem for a long ti!"
"I hope to get a chance to officially join the guild and serve Eternal Night!"
He looked up, his eyes filled with sincerity, like a fervent fan who had finally t his idol.
Good acting skills.
Zhou Huai made a ntal comnt.
If he hadn't already known that this guy was a core mber of the Dawn Guild, and even the guild's HR, he would have been in trouble.
We might actually be fooled by his appearance.
As Zhou Huai controlled Moria, the perpetual lancholy on his face suddenly vanished.
He grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, and smiled brightly.
"Comrade Chuhe, welco."
He stood up, stepped down from the throne, and extended his hand warmly.
Congratulations! You've been accepted!
Chu He's expression stiffened slightly.
He had prepared a whole host of argunts, including how to demonstrate his own value and how to express his loyalty, but they all got stuck in his throat.
ah?
So... I got accepted?
He was a little dazed, and subconsciously reached out and shook hands with Moria.
The other person's hand was very cold, like a block of ice.
But the smile on his face was as warm as a ball of fire.
This unexpected simplicity caused Chu He's brain to freeze for a mont.
Sothing's not right.
This is completely different from the intelligence he received.
Wasn't it said that the Eternal Night Guild's interview process was extrely rigorous, with an acceptance rate of less than 20%?
Wasn't it said that this mysterious president was aloof, cold, and extrely difficult to get along with?
How co my application was approved before I even said a few words?
While Chu He was still sowhat bewildered, Zhou Huai, controlling Moria, patted him affectionately on the shoulder.
"Not bad, an S-rank water-type professional, very promising."
"Work hard, the guild will not let down anyone with talent."
His tone was ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ just like that of a kind leader encouraging a struggling employee.
After saying that, Moria stopped looking at him and turned to call out towards the door.
"Next."
Chu He pushed open the door of the interview booth with a puzzled look on his face.
The interview process just now was strangely simple.
The silver-haired man asked a few questions casually, and before he could even answer them in detail, he announced that he had passed.
However, it's always a good thing that it passed.
He composed himself, suppressing his doubts and replacing them with an expression of barely suppressed smugness.
He walked back to the waiting line with his head held high.
Just then, a figure stepped out from the group and silently approached him.
The owner of this figure was unbelievably beautiful.
Her long, smooth, jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, her skin was fair, and a small beauty mark at the corner of her eye added a touch of captivating charm.
Those in the guild who had just t him all thought he was a stunningly beautiful woman from sowhere.
It wasn't until he spoke that everyone realized, to their astonishnt, that this guy was actually a man.
His na is Mohen.
"How about it?"
Mohen's voice rang out, its timbre unique, sowhere between a boy and a girl, carrying a distinctive magnetism.
Did the interview go well?
Chu He glanced at him, his smugness finally showing.
He chuckled softly.
"That's natural."
Mohen's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly before relaxing.
He shook his head, his tone filled with undisguised contempt.
"It seems that this Eternal Night Guild isn't all that great."
"How could they hire a good-for-nothing like you?"
Chu He's smile froze.
He turned his head and looked coldly at Mohen.
"What did you say?"
Mohen crossed his arms, raised his chin slightly, and looked arrogant.
"I say, if even soone like you can get through, it seems that the threshold of the Eternal Night Guild is nothing special."
Chuhe was so angry he laughed.
He looked Mohen up and down, his eyes full of mockery.
"You've certainly got quite the nerve."
"If you don't get accepted later, wouldn't that an you're even more useless than , a complete idiot?"
The ink stains seed to have heard the biggest joke in the world.
He scoffed, his voice full of arrogance.
"How is that possible?"
"If you can pass the interview so easily, I can do it even better."
After he finished speaking, he ignored Chu He and turned back to the front of the group.
Chu He didn't say anything more.
He simply found a corner to stand in and watched quietly.
He wanted to see what kind of expression this sissy would have when he ca out.
Ti passed by, second by second.
Finally, it was Inkmark's turn.
He straightened his collar, gave Chu He a disdainful look, and then pushed open the door and walked into the interview room.
The door closed.
Ten minutes later.
The door to the interview booth finally opened again.
Mohen walked out of there, looking sowhat dazed.
His expression was as if he had seen a ghost.
Are you kidding ? I'm an S-rank.
I failed the interview.
Even if he deliberately concealed his level and strength, he was still a genuine S-rank.
Even in the capital city, he would be considered an absolute talent.
Back then, I was personally recruited by Mr. Duan to join the Dawn Guild.
As it turns out, the other party doesn't take him, an S-class, seriously at all.
Chu He grinned as soon as he saw Mo Hen's expression.
He leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his shoulders shaking with laughter.
He then went to greet her.
"Oh my, isn't this our Lord Inkmark?"
Why that expression?
"The interview didn't go well?"
He walked around the ink marks, marveling at them.
"No way, really?"
"Could it be that soone really bragged for ages about being an S-class genius, only to fail a guild interview in the end?"
Mohen's footsteps stopped.
He didn't look at Chu He; his narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes were slightly lowered, as if he were thinking about sothing.
Seeing that he was ignoring her, Chu He moved even closer, her voice full of exaggerated surprise.
"Seriously? You're already questioning your existence?"
"No, genius!"
"It's just a small interview with the Eternal Night Guild. If you fail, you fail."
"Leave the rest to ."
Mohen still ignored him.
He simply walked to a secluded corner, head down, as if reviewing everything that had just happened.
Chuhe followed relentlessly, like an annoying fly.
"Hey, say sothing."
"Were you scared by the student council president inside?"
"Or did you kneel down as soon as you went in, only to be rejected because you're too ugly?"
Mohen finally raised its head.
There was no anger in those beautiful eyes, only a cold, pure analysis.
"The guy inside tried to force a connection with during the interview."
His voice was low, as if he were talking to himself.
Chuhe's mocking voice ca to an abrupt halt.
Inkmark continued.
"That power was very strange, it directly affected the ntal sea."
"Very domineering."
He recalled how he felt at the ti, his brow furrowed.
"He instructed through telepathy not to resist."
"But I refused."
Mohen looked at his palm, as if the tactile sensation of that power still lingered on it.
“I tried to fight back, but the level of that power was very high.”
"It is not aggressive, yet it is ubiquitous."
"I can only forcibly expel it from my mind."
"This is probably the key reason for failing the interview."
"Such thods are unheard of."
"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the core competency of the Eternal Night Guild's senior managent."
"A mandatory contract."
He fixed his gaze on Chu He's face.
"Since you passed the interview..."
"Presumably, you have successfully established a connection with him?"
Mohen leaned forward slightly.
What is the effect?
What changes have you noticed in your body?
"Is there any imprint left in your mind?"
"This is also crucial intelligence for us."
His barrage of questions completely froze the expression on Chu He's face.
That smug look vanished without a trace.
Instead, there was only bewildernt.
Chu He blinked, then blinked again.
"Link?"
What link?
"I...I don't think I had this part done."
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