The fat pig Deng, the awkward Yang, and the soft-hearted Wu wanted to leave. Zhang Yuping immediately stopped them: "Stand right there!" The three looked pained—after all, as class president, if they were reported to Liu Heigou and the principal, they wouldn't be able to escape consequences. "You go ahead! I'll take full responsibility for this!" High Light showed his loyalty, and the three younger brothers gave him a grateful glance before rushing off. But how could you so easily give up the most crucial challenge of your life—the Gaokao? Zhang Yuping walked away without looking back. High Gang watched her fading silhouette and thought, "Do you think I wanted to do this? Now I'm already a leader—I can't even make my own decisions anymore!" With everyone gone, only the stack of exam papers remained there. About half an hour later, Principal Fang Bin happened to pass by and saw them. Seeing it was High Gang's papers, his face grew serious. Zhou Chao and his three younger brothers, Liu Qiang, Luo Qi, and Wang Lei, were deeply surprised when they recovered from their injuries at the hospital to learn about High Gang's efforts to build the Fenghuo Hall student faction. "For heaven's sake! In just one week, he's gathered over 30 people—no less than our group of over 50! If we don't act now, the campus will eventually be all his!" Zhou Chao read through the detailed report handed to him and felt deeply struck. "Oil stick!" "What are you trying to do, just bring a brick over here?" Liu Qiang, Luo Qi, and Wang Lei all asked in unison. You Tie smiled and said, "Sweetheart! What do you know?" Zhou Chao grew furious. "You Tie! Speak up! That brick!" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw You Tie lift the brick that had been struck empty in front of everyone and exclaimed, "Jinggang Fist! Jinggang Fist!" "Boss, honestly, I never thought the Jinggang Fist was that powerful!" Liu Qiang, Luo Qi, and Wang Lei, who had personally experienced the strength of the Jinggang Fist, said, their voices filled with awe and fear. Zhou Chao's face grew serious. He sat down heavily on the sofa of the coffee shop and after a long pause finally said, "Gao Liang, don't think that just having the Jinggang Fist will make you a campus champion. Tomorrow, I'm going to learn the Flame Palm from my grandfather. His technique is ten times stronger than yours! Haha! I'll make sure you suffer a terrible fate!" You Tie continued to report on Gao Liang's latest movements, and also revealed Zhou Chao's eyes lit up, as if he had grasped the vital part of the snake—“Gao Liang! Gao Liang! I knew it all along—you're just a mediocre student! Haha! Students like you don’t belong in this school at all! My wife will always be mine—no matter what, I won’t let you have her! But today, I’m going to take her back in front of everyone! Haha! I’m going to crush you!” “Gao Liang took it, and upon opening, found it was a finely crafted leather envelope, featuring a dragon with outstretched claws and wings, and a phoenix dancing in the wind. 'Long-Feng Hall!' Gao Liang and his brothers exclaimed in unison. How could such a prominent underworld organization in Hanhai City have found him? He was just a humble student! Seeing the note clearly marked 'For Gao Liang, personally opened,' he was genuinely astonished. Under the attentive gaze of his brothers, Gao Liang opened the envelope and found the following bold, elegant calligraphy: 'We warmly invite Mr. Gao Liang to meet at the headquarters of Long-Feng Hall to discuss important matters!' Below it was the specific address: Room 18, Long-Feng Industrial Co., Changchow Tower, Hanhai City. What should he do? Should he go or stay? This had become a hot topic among Gao Liang and his brothers. 'Brother, don't go—what a fierce and ruthless place! It's likely to be a perilous journey!' said Yi-zi, the more reserved one. 'Indeed! That's true organized crime—every member is Wu, the soft-spoken one, looked visibly frightened. Gao Guang shook his head and said, "I, Gao Guang, haven't actually been to any place I didn't dare go to!" Deng, the fat pig, spoke with great enthusiasm, saying, "If the boss goes, I'll rally my comrades to provide support outside. Should anything happen, we'll charge in and fight them head-on!" The brothers echoed in unison, "Boss, if Long-Feng Hall really dares to take action, we'll immediately tie up dynamite and blow their headquarters to pieces!" "Don't worry—I'll be fine!" Gao Guang was fully committed, though he said it with confidence. Still, he wasn't entirely sure. After all, Long-Feng Hall was one of the strongest clans in Hanshai City, with over 2,000 members under its command—many of them formidable figures. To go alone was clearly like a lamb facing a pack of wolves. Yet, once he'd made the announcement, no amount of effort could pull it back. He would go—he was the boss. If he didn't go, where would his authority be displayed? Gao Liang didn't want anyone to call him a coward. The scene shifted to the principal's office, where Fang Bin, the principal, addressed Liu Heigou, the homeroom teacher of Class 3-1: "Liu, how has Gao Liang been doing academically lately?" "Oh! Oh! Principal!" Liu Heigou nodded and bowed deeply, offering a well-prepared package of high-quality Hongtaishan cigarettes that he had already prepared. But Fang Bin didn't take it—this left Liu Heigou deeply embarrassed. Despite his best efforts to conceal his anxiety, Liu Heigou quickly brightened his expression and spoke in a polite, yet subtly resistant tone: "Gao Liang studies very diligently. His test papers are always quite solid." "Oh? Really?" Fang Bin blinked, fixing Liu Heigou with a steady gaze for three seconds—during which Liu Heigou's palms grew damp. "Then show me the papers!" Fang Bin's question suddenly left Liu Heigou at a loss. Still, he remained attentive to the principal's demeanor, so he replied: "We haven't collected them yet. If you'd like, I'll fetch them right away!"