New Employee Assessment

"Your Lordship, where did you hear about this Heavenly Demon Soul Possession? I really was cured with acupuncture by a physician. You look like a capable man, so how could you believe in something as absurd as Heavenly Demon Soul Possession? Whoever told you this, I suggest you go out and kill him..." Wang San said with a pained expression. "There's black dog blood over there, isn't there? Why not splash a bowl of it on my face and see?"

"Seventh Master, can you tell what his Keyword is?" Feng Yunjie asked curiously, studying Wang San on the bed.

The instant he heard the word "Keyword," Wang San's breathing stopped for half a beat, but quickly returned to normal. He looked at Du Ge in confusion. "What are you talking about? What Keyword?"

"Shopkeeper Feng, when you said the people from the manor went to find him, what was he doing?" Du Ge had keen senses and had already figured out Wang San's background from his microexpressions. He smiled and turned to ask.

"Flirting with the young girl next door," Feng Zhong replied.

"Flirting, huh!" Du Ge looked at Wang San on the bed and smiled. "Then it must have something to do with love. Let me guess your Keyword. Romance? Passion? Courtship? Devotion? Adoration? An affair..."

"Seventh Master, I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just a waiter!" Wang San said. "Why won't you believe me? There's black dog blood over there, isn't there?"

"You really aren't a Heavenly Demon?" Du Ge asked.

"I really am not," Wang San replied.

"No Keyword?" Du Ge asked.

"None," Wang San replied.

"Third Young Master, what do we do with someone suspected of being a Heavenly Demon?" Du Ge turned to Feng Yunjie and asked.

"Better to kill an innocent than let a guilty one go," Feng Yunjie replied after a moment's thought.

"Kill him. We'll just say he died of consumption. He got to live one extra day, so that was lucky for him," Du Ge said flatly, glancing at Wang San.

Whoosh!

Feng Yunjie drew his sword and slashed without hesitation at Wang San's neck.

"Stop." Wang San squeezed his eyes shut and spoke rapidly. "Romance. My Keyword is Romance. Don't kill me. I'm no threat."

Romance!

Everyone in the room furrowed their brows at once.

Feng Shiyi asked, "Seventh Master, is that useful?"

"It is, it is! Brother, don't kill me. I can help you. Let's work together. I'll be your blade from now on. Just let me stay alive a little longer, so I can experience a few more days of this world's... wonderful life..." With the sword's edge just inches from his throat, Wang San spoke at lightning speed. "I haven't even had a chance to eat much good food. I don't want to die just like this. Please, please! I have no ambitions. I promise I won't get in your way."

"Shopkeeper, can you bring over the young girl he flirted with last night?" Du Ge ignored him and turned to Feng Zhong. "I want to know exactly what he said to her."

"Of course. I'll arrange it right away," Feng Zhong said.

"Don't!" Wang San's confidence suddenly crumbled. He looked at Du Ge and asked, "Brother, is it going to rain today?"

"..." Du Ge froze for a moment, then realized what the question out of nowhere meant. So the guy was trying to use a code phrase with him!

He couldn't help laughing. No matter what kind of exam it was, there were always cheaters like this!

Du Ge asked, "Then how should I answer?"

"Not today. The day after tomorrow," Wang San said dejectedly with a sigh.

"You can tell me your real Keyword now. If it's useful, we can work together," Du Ge said. "Wang San, this is your last chance. Think carefully before you answer."

"Yandere. My Keyword is Yandere," Wang San said, his face full of gloom.

"Yandere?" Du Ge froze. Looking at the plain-looking Wang San on the bed, he almost asked why someone with a Keyword like that had chosen a body with that kind of appearance. Shouldn't he have chosen a woman?

But he quickly understood why.

A closed-book exam!

First came Soul Possession, then the Keyword!

Damn!

This wasn't just a test of acting—it was a test of luck, too!

At least this guy had possessed a young man. If he'd possessed an old man and then been assigned a Yandere trait, he'd be done for in no time...

Luckily, his own Keyword was Maintenance! If he'd been assigned something like Yandere, he might have disqualified himself. There was no way he could act out that kind of madness and perversion!

And just like Feng Jiu, this guy had only revealed one Keyword. It seemed he was the only one with two. With these two examples, Du Ge finally felt reassured.

"What does Yandere mean?" Feng Shiyi asked.

"Someone who becomes weak and delicate when they're sick, perhaps!" Feng Yunjie said. "Why else would he possess someone with consumption?"

Du Ge glanced back at the two of them without saying a word.

"Brother, I really wasn't lying to you this time." Wang San looked at Du Ge pleadingly. "My Keyword might be a little weak, but once I grow stronger, I can still help you. Two people are better than one, right? You didn't attack me as soon as we met because you wanted to work with me, didn't you?"

"Fine. You can stay," Du Ge said after a moment's silence.

"Thank you, brother!" Wang San was overjoyed. He looked at Feng Zhong. "Shopkeeper, didn't you hear? Brother agreed to let me go. Why haven't you untied me?"

Feng Yunjie swung his sword and cut the ropes around Wang San, while Feng Shiyi released his pressure points.

Wang San sat up, rubbing his arms to get the blood flowing again. He looked around at everyone in the room, then turned his gaze back to Du Ge. "Brother, what should I do next? I'll do whatever you say."

"I'm building a team, and no one on it can be weak," Du Ge said. "If you want to join, you have to show potential and value. I don't keep dead weight on my team."

"Value? Is this my assessment?" Wang San asked.

"Mm." Du Ge nodded.

Wang San looked around the room and frowned slightly. "Brother, are there no women on our team?"

"Not for now," Du Ge replied.

"Oh." Wang San nodded, then looked at Feng Yunjie and the others and asked tentatively, "They'll cooperate with me, right?"

"Mm." Du Ge gave the people in the room an impassive glance and nodded.

He had to keep Wang San around, partly to give the Feng Family an explanation and partly to see how he portrayed a Yandere. He wanted to learn from the man's acting in case he encountered a similar Keyword later.

Wang San smiled faintly at Feng Yunjie, then cleared his throat twice and tried changing his voice. "Pretty boy, I like you."

"..." Feng Yunjie jolted and stared at Wang San in disbelief. "What did you say?"

Under everyone's gaze, Wang San looked at Feng Yunjie, his expression turning cold in an instant.

He reached out as if to touch Feng Yunjie's face, but glanced at the sword in his hand and drew his own hand back. He simply gazed at him adoringly, his voice changing in an instant. "That's right. You heard me. I like you. I fell for you the moment you walked into the room. But I'm very possessive. I don't like other people touching what's mine, and I believe that what's mine can't be taken by anyone else... Mm-hahaha, you're so cute like this..."

"..." Du Ge froze. What the hell? Was it really supposed to be this awkward?

Feng Shiyi and Feng Zhong stood rooted to the spot, looking at Wang San as the muscles in their faces twitched involuntarily.

Feng Yunjie's expression turned awful in an instant. Goosebumps visibly rose on his skin, and his grip tightened around his sword as if he might slash at Wang San's neck the next second. Luckily, he still had enough sense to control himself. He turned to Du Ge, his eyes full of confusion.

"Wang San, have you lost your mind?" Feng Zhong scolded him. "Do you know who he is? He's the Third Young Master of the Feng Family!"

"Shopkeeper Feng, from now on, please call me Mu Haoran." Wang San turned to Feng Zhong, keeping the same tone and voice.

"Ahem!" Du Ge finally couldn't hold back anymore. He cleared his throat. "Wang San, stop for a moment. Before you try being a Yandere, I suggest you change out of the waiter's clothes. Your acting is great, and your voice is great too, but honestly, those clothes don't suit your looks. It's really hard to get into the scene... and painful to look at."

Feng Yunjie let out a long breath.

Wang San looked down at his clothes and flashed an evil, seductive smile. "Pretty boy, don't run. Wait until I've changed, then I'll come find you."