Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

Nocturne smiled and said, "Could this be Gan Xingyao, who graduated first in the Alchemy Department last year? I have heard of your name. But you have always been so engrossed in your research that I have never actually met you... However, Teacher Mu is rather biased. His attitude towards ordinary students and his favorite students is completely different."

Gan Xingyao... Ying Qin Guan remembered the other party's name, the chief of the alchemy department, which he hadn't heard of before.

Mu Nandong snorted and said, "Mortals all have seven emotions and six desires, good and evil, and closeness and distance. I am not a saint, how can I treat everyone equally?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Gan Xingyao, who was gloating, and said coldly, "It's a pity that this guy has chosen to degenerate, wasting all his talent. Now, just looking at him makes me feel disgusted."

The other party looked slightly embarrassed.

Ying Qin Guan squinted and asked Jiu Yi, "Do you believe that?"

Jiu Yi mimicked Ying Qin Guan's mannerisms and said, "I don't believe it."

"I don't believe it either."

"Mu Nandong, you can talk too—"

Mu Nandong glanced at them coldly, and the two immediately looked away, pretending nothing had happened and whistling as if it were none of their business.

— Jiu Yi wasn't this kind of person two months ago. It can only be said that spending too much time with people like Ying Qin Guan, who are known for their amusement, has changed him.

But Ying Qin Guan is merely a low-level entertainer; above him is Shen Xin, a high-level entertainer, and above Shen Xin is Ye Qu, the ultimate entertainer...

"Hmph... And you, aren't you going to write your book anymore? What are you planning to do?"

Mu Nandong asked the question.

Gan Xingyao hurriedly said, "I haven't had any inspiration lately, so I'm planning to go on a trip and find some inspiration at a mountain hotel... What about you, teacher?"

The words "Snow Mountain Hotel" caused a slight change in everyone's expression.

Ying Qin Guan's lips twitched, and he said, "Let me guess... You think it's too dangerous for a girl to go out alone, so you hired the Yorozuya to protect you."

Gan Xingyao looked at Ying Qin Guan with a slightly puzzled expression, then nodded and said, "That's right... but how did you know, sir?"

“That’s not important. What’s important is your teacher…” Ying Qin Guan sighed, placing his hand on Mu Nan Dong’s shoulder, a gesture that made the other’s face darken even more. “He did the same thing.”

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On the plane, Yu Xietian met his two employers.

They had originally agreed to meet at the airport entrance after landing. Even if they had met beforehand, they would have been separated during the flight due to seating arrangements, so it was better to meet directly after landing. However, his affair with two women was exposed, and he was caught on the plane by the lezi-ren Ying Qin Guan and brought before the two victims.

Unfortunately, neither of the two victims reacted much, perhaps because they were teacher and student, and Yu Xietian ultimately let it slide.

Ying Qin was very disappointed.

As evening fell, the group arrived at their destination and drove to the Snow Mountain Hotel, reaching the mountain range closest to Saint-Lian-Ali.

There are no roads on the snow-capped mountains, which means that if you want to get there, you have to climb the mountain yourself.

Ying Qin Guan, Jiu Yi, and Yu Xie Tian were all skilled in martial arts and didn't need to worry about anything. The rest of the group went to the town to buy some mountaineering equipment, and by the time they finished, it was already dusk. Logically, they should have started climbing the mountain the next day, but considering that the snow mountain hotel wasn't far away, the group ultimately decided to start climbing immediately.

The group arrived at the foot of the mountain and looked up to see the snow-capped mountains covered in a blanket of white, with the snow mountain hotel appearing and disappearing halfway up the mountain.

Shen Xin revealed an excited expression, threw the suitcase to Yu Xietian, and rushed over amidst the other's complaints of "Damn it, take it yourself!"

Ying Qin Guan, who hadn't seen Xue much either and was very excited, forced a serious expression, shook his head and sighed, "Children just can't keep their composure..."

—If he hadn't run faster than the god, Jiu Yi would have believed it.

Mu Nandong climbed the mountain in silence. Jiu Yi, in a very gentlemanly manner, helped Ye Qu with her luggage. Yu Xietian's Er Kang reached out halfway, then withdrew his hand and turned to look... Gan Xingyao was holding her luggage, looking at him apologetically.

"Um... thank you for your hard work, but this is really hard for me to carry..."

"Alright then." Yu Xietian sighed, his body covered in luggage. "It's better than trying to be strong."

Chapter Eight Passengers

Although Yu Xietian was physically fit, he arrived at the hotel very late—because his speed was determined by Gan Xingyao, and he couldn't abandon his employer.

Gan Xingyao used to be an alchemist who buried herself in research, and later became a reclusive woman who buried herself in writing books. Her physical condition can only be described as tragic. She walked and stopped repeatedly, and by the time she arrived at the inn, it was already dark. She almost couldn't find her way. Fortunately, Shenxin had a conscience and cast a light spell at the inn, guiding Yu Xietian all the way.

On the other hand, Mu Nandong, although he had been engrossed in his research and hadn't exercised much, had surprisingly good physical fitness thanks to diet therapy and medication. He carried his luggage all the way up without uttering a single unnecessary word.

Shen Xin, protected by her mischievous child buff, arrived full of energy—partly due to her handing her suitcase to Yu Xietian. At this moment, she was having a snowball fight with Ying Qin Guan.

However, even if Ying Qin Guan didn't use his internal energy, his physical attributes gave him too much of an advantage. As his divine heart was beaten more and more, he gradually became impatient.

"Hey, I can't hit it!"

When Yu Xietian arrived, he happened to hear Ying Qin Guan's irritating voice. However, he was willing but unable to fight back; he truly couldn't win.

Shen Xin was furious. She abandoned the blackboard and grabbed a snowball from the ground, throwing it at Ying Qin Guan. Yu Xie Tian noticed that she had cast some magic on herself, but even so... it was still too much.

He shook his head, thinking why bother making things difficult for himself, and looked up at the Snow Mountain Hotel.

The three-story building had a red roof, but it was now covered in snow and turned white. An old butler in a suit was guarding the door. When he saw Yu Xietian and Gan Xingyao arrive, he smiled and said, "Please come in, you two... You are the last guests."

Yu Xietian and Gan Xingyao entered the room, changed their shoes by the shoe rack, and walked into the living room. There was a roaring fireplace in the wall, and in the center were several sofas and a large coffee table. Four people were sitting on the sofas, and three of them were playing cards around the coffee table.

It was obvious that they were other guests at the Snow Mountain Hotel.

Of the four people sitting on the sofa, only Jiu Yi was with Yu Xietian. Mu Nandong and Ye Qu were nowhere to be found, and Jiu Yi did not participate, idly playing with his fingers on the side.

— Jiu is a very single-minded person, usually only interested in time-space killing.

The three people playing cards consisted of two men and one woman. One of the men and one of the women appeared to be a group, and they even seemed to be a couple. They were wearing similar styles of black clothing and had the same pendants around their necks.

The woman was tall and slender, with a beauty mark at the corner of her eye. She wore high heels, revealing a section of her fair calves, and had a gold anklet on her ankle.

—You have to change your shoes before entering a room, so the only explanation is that she changed into a pair of high heels after entering the room. That's really...

Although she may not be as beautiful as a goddess like Nocturne, her clothing and style are sure to arouse the imagination and stir up endless desires in men.

The man next to her was of average height, probably only 1.7 meters tall, even shorter than the woman in high heels. He had single eyelids, delicate features, a slight stutter, and seemed quite timid; he appeared easily startled by even the slightest movement from others while playing cards.

The man playing cards with the couple was a middle-aged man who looked somewhat down on his luck. He had messy hair, a thick beard, and a cigarette dangling from his mouth. He would occasionally exhale a puff. He was wearing a black overcoat and had an ordinary appearance, but his eyes were playful, which transformed his down-on-his-luck demeanor into a cynical attitude.

Because he still needed to help Gan Xingyao put away her luggage, Yu Xietian didn't look around too much and turned to go upstairs. The butler followed and led the way for Yu Xietian—his, Shen Xin's, and Gan Xingyao's rooms were all in different locations.

After finishing with the chores, the butler took his leave.

"You two can rest for a while... The banquet is already being prepared."

—Because not everyone had arrived yet, the chef hadn't prepared any hot dishes, only serving some cold dishes and snacks, which was quite kind to people like Yu Xietian who arrived late. But there are always trade-offs; people like Jiu Yi, who was left with nothing to do and nothing to eat (referring to Ying Qin Guan abandoning him to have a snowball fight with Shen Xin), were very dissatisfied.

After putting his things away, Yu Xietian took the key with him and went downstairs. Gan Xingyao didn't leave her room. She had limited physical strength and was sweating profusely on the way up the mountain, so she was taking a shower in her room.

He went downstairs, and Jiu Yi was still watching from the side. The three of them had just finished a game of cards. Yu Xietian, as someone who ran a general store, was shameless. He naturally sat down and said with a smile, "Can I join in? Let's play double-deck poker."

The woman looked over and smiled seductively, "Young man, you have such a slender waist, it makes me a little envious... Of course you can."

The man of average height glanced at the woman beside him, then quickly looked away, his eyes darting around as he whispered, "I'm fine with anything."

Without uttering a single unnecessary word, the middle-aged man took out another deck of cards from the coffee table, expressing his attitude through his actions.

"How shall we address you three?" Yu Xietian asked with a smile as he shuffled the cards. "I am Yu Xietian."

The woman smiled and said, "Nice to meet you."

"First meeting?" Yu Xietian praised, "It has a touch of the feeling of 'If only life were like the first meeting,' a good name."

—It's just not a good fit for you.

This poem doesn't impose any requirements on the person being described, only that the first meeting be pleasant. However... it's rather strange to use this poem to describe someone who is too alluring or mature; it's usually more suitable for a young girl.

Of course, Yu Xietian wouldn't say the second half of his sentence.

The man with the timid voice whispered, "My name is... Qiu Fei."

Yu Xietian smiled and said, "Hello."

"Um... hello."

The middle-aged man took out his cigarette and casually said, "Fengyunke."

The name carried the aura of an unparalleled expert, and Yu Xietian couldn't help but glance at the other person a few more times. Indeed, there was some internal energy surging within. But to call him an unparalleled expert... he could only be said to be roughly at the level of a student in the Imperial Academy's martial arts department. He was a decent martial artist, but he was a hundred and eight thousand miles away from a true unparalleled master—that despicable person outside who was having a snowball fight with a loli and even using his movement techniques to bully her.

The four of them started playing cards. Jiu Yi waited for a while, but finally couldn't wait any longer. He changed his shoes and went out, intending to see what Ying Qin Guan was doing. Was having a snowball fight more fun than playing cards?

Which is more important, me or God's heart?

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Shinjin, covered in snow and fuming, walk in, holding a small blackboard in his hand.

"I'm not playing anymore! I can't hit anything! It's so boring!"

Unharmed, Ying Qin Guan followed behind with a smile, seemingly without the slightest sense of guilt.

Just as Jiu Yi was about to say something, the old butler's voice rang out from the side.

"Ladies and gentlemen," he said, "the dinner is ready."

Chapter Nine: A Plain Plate of Candied Cucumber

"These are Fes lobsters air-freighted from the coast of Austria," the old butler said elegantly and eloquently. "They arrived here still alive, which is quite rare. I assure you, ladies and gentlemen, in this country of Italy, there are no more than ten places where you can eat live Fes lobsters..."

The Snow Mountain Hotel is no ordinary hotel. Rather than a hotel, it is more like a tourist attraction. Its unique location makes it impossible for tourists to choose it as a place to rest when they are tired. Everyone who comes here comes specifically for the Snow Mountain Hotel.

Therefore, we must leave some impression on our visitors, at least making them understand that this place is different from the outside.

For example, the butler's thoughtful explanations during meals. Although he's not a chef and can't explain how well the dishes are cooked, he can at least tell the tourists how expensive and high-end the ingredients are, thus implying that their money is well spent.

Mu Nandong coldly looked up at the old butler. If he were a student from the Imperial Academy, he would have already begun to feel fear. But the naive old butler continued with his rhetoric, unaware that he had stumbled upon an expert.

“I’ve never eaten Fes lobster, so I don’t know the specifics of its texture and taste. But Fes lobsters have smooth skin, no barbs, and are normally greenish-brown, while this one we’re eating…” He said expressionlessly, using his fork to cut open the lobster meat. “If it were alive, you might be able to tell the difference just by the color of its skin. But it’s cooked, and thankfully, the tiny barbs on its antennae told me the answer: this is a scallop. Many hotels use this as a substitute for Fes lobster, and theoretically, their tastes aren’t that different; it’s just that the Fes lobster has a bit more of a gimmick. But that’s not the reason it’s considered a Fes lobster.”

The old butler swallowed hard, becoming somewhat nervous, and hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, sir, perhaps the logistics department made a mistake; we've always used Fes lobsters..."

Nocturne smiled and rested his chin on his hand, saying nothing. The others all looked like they were watching the drama unfold, except for Feng Yunke, whose expression remained unchanged. He continued eating his own thing, seemingly the only one who understood that you can't get full just by watching the drama.

As for what it really is, you can tell from the old butler's reaction. If he truly believed it was genuine, he wouldn't have reacted this way. But directly admitting it's fake is also unlikely; he can only soften his stance and hope the other party won't pursue the matter further.

"I don't care." Mu Nandong closed his eyes and said coldly, "I'm not eating it anyway."

Ying Qin Guan's spirits lifted when he thought the thing tasted pretty good... but he was too shy to ask, "Can I have it?" Little Shen Xin, on the other hand, held up the blackboard.

"Waste is shameful, I can help you eliminate it!"

Mu Nandong, with a cold face, handed the plate of lobsters to Shen Xin, who beamed with joy, while Ying Qin Guan sulked to the side.

"Regarding this matter, I will give you a satisfactory answer afterward..." The old butler wiped his sweat, wanting to skip the topic and introduce the next dish. He said, "I guarantee you with my life that this is premium Wagyu beef, and it's also our chef's signature dish..."

"The heat was too high, and it took two seconds longer to take it out of the pan. The chef's right hand must have some problem; he didn't stir-fry it hard enough. The meat is good meat, but the chef is not a good chef."