The day passed in the blink of an eye. Yu Xuan did little more than eat, lounge, and nap. Before he knew it, the next morning arrived.
The door to the chamber creaked open, and his name was called.
He rose, stretching lazily, and was escorted toward the exit alongside the disciple on duty. As he walked, Number One and the other subjugated "bosses" and their underlings formed two neat lines on either side, their voices rising in unison:
"Have a nice day, Boss!!!"
Yu Xuan gave them a dignified nod, just enough to look like a benevolent ruler dismissing his loyal subjects and strode out like a man walking away from a conquered city.
The attending disciple tensed at first, expecting some kind of riot or jailbreak.
But when he realized the others were simply watching one man leave with all the pomp of a general returning from war, he relaxed and let out the breath he'd been holding.
Though he was strong, handling such a crowd would be impossible for him.
