At a glance, seeing that handso yet sohow exuding endless Nether Energy, ice-cold face at the doorway, all nine hundred and ninety-eight of them instantly had their hair standing on end.
Their hearts went ice-cold.
He’s here!
Fang Che’s face was frosty, an arm clamped around a stack of files. He was like the frigid wind on the Jibei Ice Field, bringing a chill that seeped into the bone as he opened the door.
His eyes swept coldly over every face.
All nine hundred and ninety-eight people imdiately stood up in unison, legs pressed together ramrod straight, standing incomparably proper.
Not moving a muscle.
But their voices were all over the place: "Fa... Fa... Captain Fang, hello!"
Every pair of eyes was filled with fear.
They were different from those Jianghu People outside. Those guys only heard about him, rumors and stories, but these people here were basically the ones involved... eyewitnesses, the personally traumatized!
Fang Che, face cold, walked to the front of the stage.
He slamd the files onto the desk with a loud smack.
His eyes shot out icy light, killing intent overflowing as he looked at the nine hundred and ninety-eight people in front of him.
Instantly countless people clamped their legs even harder, that urgent desire to let loose rising again.
Fang Che didn’t tell them to sit, and no one dared to sit.
Standing on the podium in front, Fang Che said calmly, "I’m very happy to et you all. Let introduce myself: at the school where you’re about to take up posts, I am the principal."
Instantly!
All nine hundred and ninety-eight only felt a thunderclap explode in their heads; the sky that had been cloudless and bright suddenly filled with dark clouds, so thick you couldn’t see your hand in front of your face.
Thunder and lightning were already pressing right down on their heads.
Every person’s eyes went blank.
In their hearts, thunder rumbled again and again.
What did I just hear?
Mommy... there’s no way to live like this.
"Working under ... is probably not going to be easy."
Fang Che said mildly, "So I believe that the mont you saw , you already ntally prepared yourselves."
Everyone was shaking like leaves...
After seeing you, there’s no way not to prepare!
"From now on we’ll be working together. And this won’t be a short stint either. At the very shortest, it’s going to be a few decades."
The more Fang Che talked, the darker the expressions on this bunch of faces beca.
By the end they already had that "nothing left to live for" look.
"I don’t know how you all feel, but speaking for myself, I’m really not happy to be working with you, even less willing to be your superior. So don’t expect any special treatnt from !"
"If I could, I’d kill every last one of you!"
Fang Che said.
Everyone’s faces had gone green.
They deeply felt that from this mont on, their lives were hanging by a thread.
Anyti, anywhere, they could be snapped, just like that.
"Uh, I forgot to introduce your duties."
Fang Che said carelessly, "Your job is this: we’ve newly established a Nirvana Martial Arts Academy, and the kids in there are all..."
He gave a rundown of the Nirvana Martial Arts Academy.
After that, he finally said, "Why are you all still standing?! Sit down already!"
Imdiately everyone raised their hands together, trembling, "Reporting to Captain Fang..."
"What?"
"We... we want to go... to the latrine..."
A vein throbbed on Fang Che’s forehead.
Looking at this bunch with their faces twisted from holding it in, if he didn’t agree, they really might just... resolve it on the spot in the next second.
They really had been scared a bit too hard.
The effect was unexpectedly excellent.
He waved a hand helplessly, "Go and co back quick!"
With a boom.
The whole hall emptied.
Zhao Shanhe was outside with his hands behind his back, admiring the scenery, when he suddenly saw this bunch charging out like they were breaking out of prison, and he jumped.
He almost drew his sword to hack a few down.
After a brief hesitation he realized this bunch had thundered straight into the toilets.
What followed was a chorus of Shu Chang sounds...
"Hoo... one breath later and I would’ve pissed myself!"
"Sa here... that was too damn scary."
"My whole damn head is covered in sweat..."
"I’m gonna drop a big one..."
Zhao Shanhe quietly vanished, a genuine smile appearing on his face.
Looks like inviting Fang Che to give the speech was a very Gao Ming move on my part.
This scare really hit ho. They literally got scared into pissing...
By the ti the nine hundred plus people gathered in the hall again, half an hour had passed.
Each of them had tidied themselves up squeaky clean, even washed their hands.
But Fang Che still felt like he’d walked into a toilet.
This feeling was really not beautiful at all.
So he decided to make it quick.
"I don’t have much to chat about with you. Let’s talk about the punishnts first."
"First: if any child dies... the one in charge will be killed without rcy!"
"Second, if..."
"..."
"Ninth: for every teacher, if the rate of students turning into real talent under your responsibility is below five percent, that teacher will be killed without rcy!"
"Tenth: after graduation, if a student goes into the Jianghu and ends up on the wrong path, the responsible teacher shares the sa cri!"
Ten punishnt clauses in a row left all nine hundred and ninety-eight Death Penalty convicts shivering, their faces gone pale-green.
No matter how you listened to it, it all boiled down to one thing: death.
The only difference was they’d gone from imdiate execution to a suspended sentence. But with this suspended sentence, at least they had a chance to struggle for it.
"Punishnts done, let’s talk about rewards."
"You all know exactly what you are, and exactly what cris you committed. General Zhao is willing to give you this chance, fought hard for you, so I’ve got nothing more to say."
"Reward one: once you start the job, you’ll have a basic salary and will be allowed to et with your family."
"Reward two: after five full years of work, with all targets completed, your cultivation will be restored. You can also bring your family to the Nirvana Martial Arts Academy to enjoy the treatnt of accompanying the army."
"Reward three: after working for more than twenty years, if any of your students obtain a Continent rit dal, your freedom will be restored. You may freely choose to continue signing on with the Martial Arts Academy or to leave. If you choose to sign on, from then on you will receive Guardian-level treatnt, and from that point your rit contributions will be officially recorded. Your benefits and Cultivation Resources will be drawn according to your rit contribution, on the sa Level as the Guardians. And all of this is in addition to your salary."
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