The new students who had already been measured and sorted were fine, but those who hadn't were in an awkward position. Many of them shot Tu Xiao'an resentful looks; they simply didn't know whether to love him or hate him.
'If you're going to show off, fine, but now we don't even know which class to go to because of you.'
"The measurement stone is broken. New students who have yet to be measured today will be delayed by one day. Please report back tomorrow," an aged voice announced from the sky.
This voice had been heard before; it was the vice principal of the academy.
"Instructor Mengxi, bring this boy who blatantly destroyed the academy's measurement stone to my office," the vice principal's voice rang out again.
"Yes."
The middle-aged instructor bowed slightly in one direction, then looked at Tu Xiao'an and said, "You heard him. The vice principal specifically asked for you. Come with me."
