No wonder the teacher wanted the room so dimly lit, no wonder the burning of incense. It turns out the so-called master is none other than the fortune teller with the Yuhua Eye from Diagonal Alley in the Sixth District.
The Yuhua Eye fortune teller was blind in his right eye which would ache in bright light, hence why the classroom must be kept dark. As for that foot odor, it was entirely due to his personal issues.
"Ziceng, we better move a bit further back," Yan Wuxu had been holding his breath until his face turned red and his neck purple. They had arrived late and all the seats by the windows were taken.
The crowd behind them took a few steps back; each female student huddled up like a winter mouse trying to keep as much distance from the long table as possible. Su Ziceng and Yan Wuxu at this point were like the top of a human-shaped "convex," any slight movement was conspicuously noticeable.