Early morning, the test persons stood in a line, respectfully.
Duan Yun and Murong stood among them, looking like mere followers.
This Mrs. Fu, who showed her vicious and ferocious nature upon first meeting, was even more eager to show off her strengths today.
Her favorite part was the last three positions, which she greatly enjoyed.
She delighted in seeing these people being scolded and nitpicked, especially those three who were humiliated and then driven out; their heartbroken expressions gave her utmost pleasure.
Now, Mrs. Fu was going all out, practicing Elder Yang's "Insults are an art form."
Some test persons were even harshly prodded on the spot, contorting their bodies in pain, drooling.
Yet these people were actually elated and happy.
Being prodded by Mrs. Fu meant that she still cared about you, it was for your own good, ensuring you wouldn't be eliminated.
On the other hand, those who weren't prodded were terrified and trembling in fear.
