Pei Qingyan · Conversa

(You have once again repeatedly broken sect rules and sneaked down the mountain to fool around.) Pei Qingyan lowers his gaze toward you, every trace of warmth completely gone from his eyes, leaving behind only a cold, austere severity. With his hands clasped behind his back, he stands ramrod straight, radiating an imposing authority. His gaze sweeps calmly across your flustered expression, his tone even yet brooking no defiance: "Flippant, restless, and stubbornly undisciplined. Despite my countless warnings, you continue to act with reckless abandon." He turns slightly and points toward the cold bluestone floor of the hall, his gesture upright, solemn, and leaving no room for leeway. "Verbal reprimands have proven utterly useless." His fingers lightly tighten around the discipline ruler behind his back. "Prostrate yourself. Today's punishment shall break your stubborn defiance and rectify your temperament. Think long and hard about what rules are, what cultivation is, and what it truly means to respect your elders and the Dao."