I Became the Eye Candy: Four Bigshots Claimed to be My Dad?-Chapter 69: The Concubines Tied Up the Tutor

Xiang Minghou, holding the little one, had just arrived at the rear courtyard when he heard screams and angry shouts from within. A number of students were also peeking from outside the courtyard, eager to watch the drama unfold.

"What are you all doing?" The young man followed them into the rear courtyard. Seeing the scene, he moved to shoo away the crowd of students.

"Instructor Fang, the teacher is being beaten!"

"That’s right! Instructor Fang, you have to go in and see! The teacher’s been screaming for a while now."

The students shuffled over, wringing their hands and muttering to the young Instructor Fang.

"All right, you’ve all got too much time on your hands, is that it? Get a move on and prepare for this afternoon’s lessons," Instructor Fang scolded.

"But the teacher..."

"Is the teacher’s business any of your concern? Now, go!"

The students shuffled away, looking over their shoulders with every step. The moment they saw Instructor Fang wasn’t watching, they darted behind the outer wall to keep listening to the gossip.

"Well now, what kind of guest is your teacher entertaining?" Xiang Minghou chuckled.

"An... an old friend. The teacher gave orders not to be disturbed. General Xiang, perhaps it’s best if you leave," Instructor Fang said, looking embarrassed.

"An old friend? He actually has friends? What a rare sight. It’d be a real shame to miss an event like this." Xiang Minghou loved a good spectacle, especially when it involved that stern, old stick-in-the-mud, Master Song.

Ignoring Instructor Fang’s attempts to stop him, Xiang Minghou entered the courtyard.

"OW! You... stop it! This is outrageous, an insult to scholarly dignity! Dignity..."

"Dignity? What’s that? We wouldn’t know anything about that," came a sweet, feminine voice. "Just tell us: will you do it or not?"

"Absolutely not! The academy has its rules! You... you people... you’ve gone too far!" came the teacher’s furious voice.

"Old Man Song, if it weren’t for us sisters, those old bones of yours would have been torn limb from limb long ago. You’re a learned man. Surely you understand the concept of repaying a debt of gratitude."

"Exactly! In all these years, this is the only favor we’ve ever asked of you. It’s a simple yes or no. Do you really have to drag this out?"

Xiang Minghou’s steps toward the door began to slow, his expression flickering between pale and flushed.

The corner of Ye Qianning’s mouth began to twitch. The women’s voices had sounded familiar even from outside, but now that she was in the courtyard, she knew exactly who they were.

Fourth Aunt Peony, Seventh Aunt Shayao, and Ninth Aunt Hua Qiao—

"No! If you don’t let me go, I’ll call for help!" Master Song shouted.

"Go on, shout. Call everyone over. It’ll be the perfect chance for them to judge what an untrustworthy person their teacher is," Peony cooed.

"Here, here, if you won’t do it, I’ll shout for you," Shayao said, her footsteps clacking as she walked to the door.

CLICK. She threw the door open.

Xiang Minghou: "..."

Ye Qianning: "..."

Instructor Fang: "..."

Shayao: "...!"

’Whoa, why is the General here?!’

Several pairs of wide eyes stared at each other. The scene could not have been more silent, nor more awkward.

Inside the room, Master Song was still dangling from a rafter, head down, swaying and spinning in slow circles.

Peony and Hua Qiao turned their heads and froze, stunned.

After a second of shock, Master Song forgot all about his dignity and cried out for help to the people at the door. "Instructor Fang, quick! Get me down from here!"

"Master—!" Instructor Fang cried, his face pale with shock as he rushed forward.

Xiang Minghou’s face darkened. He had brought his daughter here to enroll in the academy, only to find that one, two, *three* of his own concubines had tied up the teacher. How could this be happening?

"G-General, what are you doing here?" Shayao ducked her head, trying to hide behind the door.

Peony quickly whipped her hands behind her back to hide the weapon. An awkward smile plastered on her face, she gave a furtive flick of her wrist and tossed the whip far away.