Yan Clan's Infamy

Thud!

The examiner's body that trembled incessantly smashed against the wall. This was Yan Zaizen's assigned room. With a swift flick, the door was shut behind him. 

Rumble!

The skyship still rumbled about chaotically for a few moments before ceasing, someone had obviously gained control of the skybound vessel. Yan Zaizen didn't fear crashing, but he preferred to avoid the many deaths that would follow as a result.

Gently placing the snow-white puppy aside, Yan Zaizen slowly walked forwards to stand directly before the examiner, towering over him with a calm, indifferent gaze. It lacked an innate coldness or hostility, and seemed to truly be apathetic. That gaze left the examiner with a icy-chill through his body, as if his life was deemed meaningless before a god.

"I…" he tried to speak, but Yan Zaizen interrupted.