The eighty students assigned to Room Thirty-Six sat bolt upright on their cushions, proper as could be.
At the front, a middle-aged man dressed in black fixed the group with a stern gaze. His voice rang like metal striking metal as he barked, "My surname is Hong. You can call me Supervisor Hong, or Old Hong. From now on, I'll be your supervisor here in Room Thirty-Six. I have no interest in wasting time with you, so remember three things: first, obey; second, obey; third, still obey."
"Don't doubt me. I have both the ability and the authority to deal with any one of you, at least here in the South Courtyard. You'll learn all the rules by obeying them. As for the bigger picture, the dean will come in person tomorrow to point you in the right direction. There's no need for me to waste my breath."
"Now, let's get the first thing done: choose a dorm leader and three vice dorm leaders. I won't be here to wait on you every minute of the day, so try not to bother me with every little thing. I've got cultivation to do, too. The dorm leaders can make decisions about Room Thirty-Six's day-to-day affairs. Of course, later I'll link all of you to your Ruyi Pearls. The academy insists on coddling you, after all."
"Heh heh. But let me make one thing clear: if any of you dares to make trouble for me, don't blame me for being heavy-handed when I deal with you..."
Supervisor Hong's unconventional speech left everyone utterly dumbfounded.
He'd said "I have no interest in wasting time with you" who knew how many times, yet his speech seemed to have no end.
Everyone was already itching to fight for the dorm leader position.
Even if the