Ye Xian was smiling, while seeing the man being hanged upside down, with blood all over his body, and puffing smoke from a cig, hearing the phone ring, "Hello?"
"Mr.Ye, it's me, Chen Shen, some of us wanted to visit your house. We heard you took the day off, our class was boring without you, and not a single black hole as well." Chen Shen explained, "We're arriving in ten minutes."
"Oh, that's so nice of you." Ye Xian chuckled, "Don't worry, everything will be fine."
Ye Xian hung up the phone, (Is this the underboss of the Guano gang?)
Ye Xian put out the smoke of the cig, "If he doesn't talk in five minutes, let him swim with the fish."
Ye Xian exited from the secret chamber, changing into his slightly big pajamas and slippers, and entered the house.
Opening the door, "It's so nice to see you guys."
The lot of them were laughing seeing Ye Xian's pajamas, but now looking at the house itself so nicely, it's really ancient and rather lavish looking as well, "I was only sold this house for 2 gold back then."
Entering inside, they saw—three heads dogs, "Cerberus, don't bite them, they are my students."
"A three-headed dog." Chen Shen muttered, "I didn't think the world could get any weirder."
"Mr.Ye, you usually never take a day off, what happened?" Hua Mei inquired.
"Ah, you see, apparently I was working too many days, and hadn't taken a day off in a good seven years, so—they made me take a day off, apparently the school inspector was making sure the school was overworking teachers." Ye Xian explained, "Nothing out of the norm, this time of the year anyways."
Ye Xian sipped tea, "Mr.Ye, I find it hard to believe that you are only a teacher and get paid this much money."
Ye Xian chuckled, "Most teachers have side jobs."
They left afterward, a good hour, Ye Xian got a call, "Boss."
"You've been doing well?" Boss inquired.
"I've fine." Ye Xian replied, "Why are you calling?"
"I want my son to learn at your school." Boss explained, "Don't worry—he wouldn't expose anything."
Ye Xian sighed, "As you wish boss."
Ye Xian hung up the phone, puffing smoke from the cig, "How troublesome, that kid is going to bring more trouble than it's worth."