The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady
chapter-1292

Inside the empty little shack, only a small wooden table was placed, with an incense burner slowly emitting a smoke carrying a delicate fragrance atop.

That smell was elegant and sweet; as soon as it entered the nose along one’s breathing, it quickly dissipated one’s fatigue.

Shen Yanxiao looked at this strange arrangement and narrowed her eyes slightly.

There was a sound of water ripples echoing in her ears.

In an instant, the image in front of her became blurred.

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It was a quiet night. Shen Yanxiao stood on the empty street, looking at the high-rise buildings on both sides of the road. The cold winter wind was blowing, like a sharp blade mercilessly scraping away every bit of warmth in her body.

Her skinny little body was tightly wrapped in thin clothes as the wind continued to rage; her small face was already frozen white.

The pang of hunger spread to her whole body, she had no idea how long she had not eaten for.

The city, under the cover of night, was dead.

She stood there alone, looking at the empty street.

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"Little thing, why not learn a bit of skill? If you don't want to starve, I will give you a chance."

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"Life or death, it will depend on your own good luck."

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"It was a good job, but you have wasted ten minutes fighting."

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The scene in front of her was like a rotating shadow figure lantern of her soul, passing through every page; each scene made Shen Yanxiao’s back run cold.

It was her past life, a wandering child who was about to starve to death, until a person from the organization took her in. She thought she had finally seen hope, only to find that it was only the beginning of a nightmare.

Stealing, killing, dying...

She struggled to survive in this hell, watching her companions die one after another, with her hands covered in warm blood, and her cold eyes looking at the target falling under her feet.

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"If you call yourself a thief, you must learn how to steal people's lives."

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With both her hands stained with blood, she learned to steal everything.

Money, jewelry... human life.

She was no longer the number one thief in the organization; she had become a blade to steal human lives for them.

However, she was only willing to admit that she was a thief...

After being dazzled for a while, Shen Yanxiao returned to her senses and woke up to the sound of breathing.

She was still inside the small shack, in front of her was still the wooden table and the incense burner emitting a blue smoke.

"Damn. It’s that kind of test? It was really boring." Shen Yanxiao took a deep breath. Without sparing the incense burner another look, she turned around and walked outside the shack.

The temperament evaluation actually just employed the use of a rare fragrance to evoke one’s most unpleasant memories in the depths of their souls. The result of the test would be whether you collapsed or confronted them calmly.

Shen Yanxiao walked out of the shack. Outside, the sun shone brightly and the breeze was blowing. Before her eyes, there was no high-rise building built of reinforced concrete. There was only one vast greenery in front of her.

The corners of Shen Yanxiao’s mouth slightly hooked up into a smile.

The elves were very smart. Many of the subjects added to the evaluation by the Silvermoon Guards were directed at pollution. Only with a firm heart could they resist the negative emotions from the pollution to the maximum extent.

However, all this was meaningless to Shen Yanxiao.

She had already experienced hell, what else was there in this world that she could not possibly face?

Looking at the elf standing outside the shack, Shen Yanxiao asked, looking as usual, "Did I pass?"

The elf looked at Shen Yanxiao a little strangely. He knew very well how the temperament evaluation worked. The complexions of the elves who had gone through this evaluation before were very unsightly.

But Shen Yanxiao's face was very calm.

"You passed."

[1] Shadow Figure Lantern