Chapter 555: All Eight Brothers Arrive, Master, Don't Think of Escaping

As soon as the door opened, there sat Dexter on the sofa, contract in hand and headphones over his ears, smiling warmly at Master Tam. "Master, long time no see." Master Tam slammed the door shut, then quickly opened another bedroom door. To his surprise, Philip was there, fiddling with a fruit knife, grinning, "Hi Master, missed me?" By now, Master Tam grasped the situation. Standing at the door, he took several deep breaths and yelled, "You ungrateful wretches, all of you get out here!" One by one, the doors opened, and all his disciples, except for Hayden, stood before him, smiles on their faces, yet their eyes full of schemes. James, furious, demanded, "Do you know how much I spent on your funeral? Pay me back!" Dexter, confused, added, "Master, why pretend to be dead? You're breaking our hearts." Wesley, raising his fists, shouted, "I threw away so much stuff to rush back for the mourning, nearly died on the road!" Damian, counting on his fingers sinisterly, said, "I almost ble