Ji Dong, with a slightly shaking body, got out of his bed, walked slowly towards the trainees. "In my life, I have only ever felt fear once. You all do not deserve my fear. Are you frustrated? Alright, I give you all a chance. You are fire mages of the Bing Fire Department, so am I. There are ten of you, and I am a single drunk. This dormitory is only about thirty square meters. I give you the duration of an incense stick. If any of you can touch the edge of my clothing, I will lose. I will automatically resign as a teacher and let the college assign an alternate. If you fail to touch my body within the time, return obediently and diligently practice mutual magic power transmission to its full extent. When you all can freely control and transfer your magic power at will, naturally, I will teach you other things."
Ji Dong's voice was cold, filled with a challenging tone. His heart was empty, but he would never mislead his students, and he would not embarrass Zhu Rong.
