Tattoo shop under attack

Xiang Yu woke up from his long nap, feeling the weight of the day still lingering in his muscles. The room was cloaked in darkness, the window shut tight against the outside world. He rubbed his eyes, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep, and sat up slowly. The house was alive with the sounds of laughter and scolding, a familiar symphony that brought a small smile to his lips.

As he stepped out of his room, he could hear the twins, Lian and Mei, giggling while Little Bai's voice carried a tone of stern reprimand. "You have to do your homework. Otherwise, you will get into trouble with your teacher, and they will call Brother Yu to come to school," Little Bai warned.

"But it's boring, and we don't understand it," Lian protested, her voice tinged with frustration.

Mei chimed in, "Brother Bai, we've never been to school."