Bootlicker

While Yaren continued to grade the answers as she pleased, those who were disqualified remained seated. 

The other employees that were assigned here to assist Yaren were speechless. 

It wasn't that these employees didn't want to eject them from the section, but these contestants were practically on the verge of violence. 

The veins in their forehead seemed as if they were going to pop out any time, their fist clenched tightly. 

"Um, Elder Yaren," One of the employees turned to Yaren, interrupting her in the process. 

Annoyed, Yaren paused her rambling and glared at the employee. 

"What do you want?" She raised an eyebrow. "Are you tired of your pretty face and want some new makeup?" 

Hurriedly, the employee shook their head and pointed at the disqualified contestant, "They refused to leave and their aura is hindering our approach."