CHAPTER 460: CHAPTER 346: TRUTH-TELLING SESSION (EXTRA FOR MONTHLY VOTES)_2

It’s truly self-inflicted suffering, knowing full well that the other party is a blank slate in this area, and surprisingly so pure. I shouldn’t have mentioned anything about control* to her in the first place.

Taking in Wen Nan’s indescribable expression, Yu Shujun lowered her eyelashes, feeling somewhat defeated.

But she has a strong-willed and unyielding personality, quickly regaining her courage, attempting to launch a new round of offensive, "Let me try again..."

"No, don’t."

To maintain the image of being a descendant of the dragon, Wen Nan bent down, frantically grabbed Yu Shujun’s wrist, and pulled her up.

Yu Shujun, engulfed by a nightmare-like feeling in her own testing space, refrained from harming Wen Nan, fully retracting the light of her Root Breaking Slash. At the moment, she hadn’t returned to her normal state, entirely drained of strength, and was pulled up by Wen Nan with full force, immediately collapsing limply against Wen Nan’s chest like a ragdoll.

Wen Nan, not expecting the sudden collapse, instinctively raised his hand to hold the other person’s waist.

Yu Shujun hurriedly raised her hand, propping herself against Wen Nan’s chest, looked up, and realized that their faces were now very close, almost touching noses.

Just a little... and they could kiss.

This thought suddenly occurred to Yu Shujun.

Her heartbeat sped up, thumping fiercely, making her temples pulse along.

Her cheeks flushed, breathing hastened, Yu Shujun tentatively moved her lips toward his.

The hand on her waist tightened, pressing against the skin at her waist and abdomen, seeming as if to push her away, yet perhaps not.

As long as there’s no clear rejection, then... it can continue.

Thinking this, Yu Shujun closed her eyes...

A familiar and urgent system alert sounded in her ears.

Wen Nan quickly raised his head, looking up—

[Fear Value: 0; Desire Value: 15; Conversion Rate: 100%.]

This shouldn’t be...

He’s not some naive cook who doesn’t understand anything, how could it be that just almost kissing (and not even touching), directly reaches a 100% conversion rate?

No, this isn’t his panel; it’s Yu Shujun’s panel.

In this testing space, the death of the Guardian, an unalterable fact, was replaced by a baseless act of Wen Nan kissing a certain unfamiliar woman, hence Yu Shujun’s Fear Value was no longer unconvertible, and she too could achieve a 100% conversion rate.

Thus, without any forewarning, even before it started, it ended for her.

Wen Nan clicked his tongue, shaking his head, feeling a bit lamented—In your case, future married life might be difficult to harmonize, Jun.

Yu Shujun pursed her lips in some embarrassment, lowering her eyes, annoyed at her own uncontrollable Desire Value, yet there was nothing she could do.

She completed the test ahead of time, and this space was about to dissolve, leaving no opportunity to continue.

Suppressing her inner urge, Yu Shujun voluntarily retreated a bit from Wen Nan, "Sorry, I didn’t mean to."

She didn’t intend to seize the Sword Holder qualification, merely couldn’t control the desire in her heart.

"This is fine," Wen Nan swiftly tidied up his clothes, took out a ball gag from the equipment reserve, then straightened up from the table edge, "Just choose as you wish."

After speaking, Wen Nan quickly walked out.

Yu Shujun stood there in a daze, "Where are you going?"

"Testing Space No. 2." Wen Nan tossed back a sentence, swiftly leaving.

Candidate No. 1 completed the test in advance, and all the testing spaces would soon collapse entirely.

During the final stage of distributing the qualification of the Sword Holder, the candidates wouldn’t be able to communicate normally with each other.

Wen Nan had to see Yin Zhi’en once before the testing space disappeared—

He had a premonition that Yin Zhi’en entered the testing space of this Divine Staff Sheath to convey something to him.

Missing this opportunity, the small piece he placed beside Carl Milak could very likely never have the chance to send a message to him again.

Quickly walking to Testing Space No. 2, Wen Nan soon locked onto the man lying on the military bed who resembled himself about seventy to eighty percent.

The man’s clothes were ripped in many places, the body covered in small scratches and bite marks, looking... quite intense.

The walls outside the testing space were already unstable, intermittently disappearing, on the verge of collapse.

No need to use the light of Root Breaking Slash to break the wall, Yin Zhi’en crawled out from the bed, immediately spotting Wen Nan standing outside the wall.

He froze for a moment, unsure how Wen Nan phased through, but since the other party appeared, it saved Yin Zhi’en a lot of hassle.

Getting off the bed, stumbling to the wall, Yin Zhi’en shouted towards Wen Nan:

"Senior! President Carl Milak, he plans to take you out during the next opening of the Divine Staff Sheath testing space!

"He has his own plan, waiting for the right moment, you must be careful!

"I’ve been exposed, and this instance, I fear I won’t have another chance to leave that room..."

Before the last sentence finished, the testing space dissipated, and Yin Zhi’en’s following words also dissipated along with it.

The opportunity?

The right moment Carl Milak mentioned, what exactly is it?

In thought, the surroundings returned to the appearance of a black pond, and above, a huge floating light screen once again provided a similar test result notice and options for binding the Divine Staff Sheath.

However, this time the beam from the light screen no longer landed on Wen Nan’s head but fell on the head of Candidate No. 1, Yu Shujun.

Yu Shujun’s appearance had been blurred by the Divine Staff Sheath, making it impossible to see her expression clearly, but Wen Nan saw her turn around, looking straight at him.