After the assistant was distributing it, Zhang Xian said: "Okay, now, I will take you to the dormitory."

More than eighty people followed Zhang Xian in a thick and thin manner and walked forward.

Zhang Xian led everyone along the path west of Qingyun Sect and moved forward. Finally, he stopped in front of a row of thatched houses.

Zhang Xian pointed to the row of thatched houses in front and said, "This is your dormitory. According to regulations, four people are in a room. The serial number plate you hold in your hands is the room number. Now go find your room."

Everyone looked at the thatched hut in front of them, looking at each other, looking at me, and looking at you, but no one stepped forward.

The dormitory in front of me is not the dormitory. Each room is a small house built with very fast stones. To put it bluntly, it is like a pigpen. There are big holes on the walls on all sides, and there is wind leaking.

Can such a "house" live in?

This question is a question that all the students present want to ask.

Most of these people came from noble families and had a wealth of wealth since childhood. When did they live in such a place?

Such a place is even better than this.

"Are you mistaken? How do you live in such a place?"

Finally, someone burst out and asked loudly.

His words immediately resonated with everyone, and many people began to talk about them.

"Yes, can this be called a house? Pigpen is better than this!"

"That's right, are you mistaken? Although we were admitted to Qingyun Sect, some people paid tuition fees. How can we live in such a place?"

“…”

For a moment, many people started to make trouble.

Zhang Xian raised his hands high, and everyone calmed down a little, and they all looked at Zhang Xian with angry eyes.

Zhang Xian said: "I know that many of you come from aristocratic families, but I can tell you that any nobleman in the Southern Chu State came from Qingyun Sect. They all lived in such a house that you think is not as good as a pigpen."

When everyone heard Zhang Xian say this, the discussions became a little lighter, but they were still a little unhappy. After all, it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. They have lived a good life since childhood. Now it is indeed difficult for them to live in such a house.

Zhang Xian glanced at everyone and said, "Just now, I heard someone say you have paid the tuition fee, right?"

When many people heard Zhang Xian’s question, they nodded involuntarily.

Zhang Xian said: "Indeed, your family paid tuition for you, but this money was earned through your efforts?"

Zhang Xian's words obviously stopped everyone.

Zhang Xian said again: "In Qingyun Sect, everything is based on strength. Ordinary outer disciples can only be treated like this. If you want to improve your treatment, you can only practice hard and be promoted."

Zhang Xian said, glanced at everyone from left to right, and said, "If anyone is unwilling to accept this treatment, you can stand up and let me send him out immediately."

As soon as this statement came out, no one here dared to stand up even if he didn't want to live in a house that was worse than that of a pigpen.

After a while, I don’t know who it was, but I turned around silently and walked towards one of the houses.

Next, more and more people compromised. Finally, everyone turned around and walked over and looked for their own room according to the license plate in their hands. "The Evil King and the Elderly Pet: The Crazy Concubine of the Miracle Doctor" only represents the views of the author Zhu Xiang Meiying. If you find that its content violates the national laws, please delete it. Your position is only dedicated to providing a healthy and green reading platform.

【】, Thank you everyone!
Chapter completed!