As expected, some people were still hopelessly beyond help, as usual—whispering to each other, sleeping and snoring, and even openly playing poker!
Wang Xuan let out a cold laugh and strode to the classroom door.
"Bang!"
He wasn't the dean of discipline and had no need to treat anyone gently. He kicked the classroom door open and entered with a dark expression.
The moment they saw Wang Xuan enter, everyone immediately sat up straight. The few guys who had just been playing poker wished they could swallow the cards whole.
Wang Xuan swept his cold gaze over everyone present. Though his voice wasn't loud, it still rang out clearly in the classroom, where one could hear a pin drop. "I spent money to establish this school to train you because I valued you. This isn't an ordinary school, and you aren't ordinary students. I hate people who betray my painstaking efforts. From now on, there will be an examination every month. If your score is below eighty, that means you're refusing the face I've given you. For people like that, I think it would be better to die. Staying alive would just be wasting food!"
Wang Xuan's voice held no fluctuations, yet no one dared ignore him. His words carried a bone-deep indifference, making everyone shudder.
"Drag those poker players out and beat them hard. Beat them for half an hour. Don't hit their hands or heads; it'll affect their studies."
The corners of the mouths of the dozen or so underlings who had followed him twitched nonstop. They didn't know what to feel. Before, those who hadn't been selected among the fifty had only felt that they weren't valued by the boss. Now, however, that might not have been a bad thing. Given the boss's violent temper, if they