"You have been marked."
Shen Ye stood up and instinctively clenched his fist, assuming a combat stance—
But the blade had already been stowed away in advance.
After all, the Night Rain Blade was a weapon on the level of truth; getting caught with it would be troublesome.
"Who are you?"
Shen Ye asked cautiously.
The woman replied, "I'm lifting your silent period. Today, you will participate in the career test."
"But I want to ask you—do you think effort is important, or is choice more important?"
"A slave giving twice the effort isn't very significant," Shen Ye said.
The woman smiled faintly and softly said:
"You must remember to choose your profession carefully."
"Many exceptional people ruin their lives because they choose the wrong career, melting into mediocrity."
"If you choose the right profession today, you will see me again, and I will tell you my name."
"—If you don't see me again in the end, then so be it."
After saying this, the woman vanished instantly.
