Zhou Chao had just finished speaking when he pulled out several stacks of red, elderly heads from a bag. Yet Zhang Yупing remained unmoved, looking at him with disdain and saying, "Zhou Chao, if you dare make a move against me, Gao Liang will have no mercy on you!" "Heh-heh! Gao Liang! He...," Zhou Chao said with utter contempt, "What's so special about him? Tomorrow is the day you and he go to Kyoto University to register. I wonder how he'll manage his tuition fees. Nowadays, college education costs money—how can a student afford it without funds? A student from a poor background, even if he scores well, still can't make it without money! Hah! Gao Liang's family is born into perpetual poverty! Last time, his father nearly died lifting concrete blocks for just ten yuan—what a pity!" "You! You did it!" Zhang Yупing demanded. "Well, so what?" Gao Liang stared fiercely at Zhang Yупing, his voice full of defiance. "I'm going to make every member of his family die! Who else but him took my woman? It's obvious that that poor boy "Zhang Yупing, don't disgrace him!" Zhang Yупing said firmly. "Hmph! I give you one day to decide—between me and Gao Liang, who do you choose?" After saying this, Zhou Chao rudely drove his vital essence deep into Hu Meimang's body. Hu Meimang shrieked, and the two of them engaged in passionate movements. Zhang Yупing rushed to a corner, shielding her chest with a embroidered pillow, fearing that Zhou Chao, this lustful man, would launch an attack. In fact, after overpowering Hu Meimang, Zhou Chao approached Zhang Yупing with a lewd smile. In a panic, Zhang Yупing grabbed a pair of scissors from the table and pressed them against her throat—should Zhou Chao come any closer, she would die right there. Zhou Chao chuckled mockingly, ridiculing Gao Liang and saying, "My hydrokinetic ability—the water ball—ha! I've refined it to the point where I can control Gao Liang. I can make Gao Liang lose control of his own passion. Right now, Gao Liang might just be enjoying himself with your friend Chen Yuting!" "Zhang Yuping couldn't take any more stress, but Zhou Chao chuckled sarcastically, saying, "That so-called high-visibility guy is actually a color-loving type himself. If you don't believe me, just wait until he returns—you'll see! Ha ha!" When Gao Liang and Chen Yuting returned to Hanhai City, Gao Liang immediately called his three close friends to ask how the training sessions were going under their leadership. The three friends smiled and replied: "Thanks to the good fortune of the boss, following the boss's method of training the younger brothers, they've become even more diligent. Once, one of Zhou Chao's junior members, showing off his status, bullied a female student on the street. Fortunately, a brother from Fenghuo Hall noticed and bravely fought back. The moment he stepped in, he was incredibly effective, completely overwhelming the junior member of Zhou Chao. Gao Liang praised this, then quickly changed the subject and asked, "Where is Zhang Yuping?" The three friends looked at each other, then finally stammered over the phone, "Boss, we actually don't know!" "You're not going to find her any faster, are you?" "Remember, if we can't find Zhang Yurong, I'll hold you all responsible!" As Gao Liang erupted in anger, his three close friends quickly apologized, making promises, saying, "老大, don't worry! Our brothers from Fenghuo Hall will risk our lives—turn the whole city of Hanhai upside down if necessary—to find your sister-in-law!" At Gao Liang's home, his father, Gao Zhongming, was holding his head, tapping out a poor-quality cigarette, the ash scattered all over the floor, still sighing. "Our family is poor! We simply can't afford Liang's university tuition!" His face looked like a bitter bitter gourd. Mother Shen Hanfu also expressed her sorrow: "Ah! I thought Liang would be accepted into the top university, and relatives and friends would surely lend us a hand with the fees. Yet, after I've visited every relative and friend, said everything I could think of, not a single one has agreed to lend us money—fearful that we won't be able to repay them!" "Ah! Liang starts school tomorrow! What are we to do? No, I must go to the warehouse and carry cement tomorrow! I'll "Gao Zhongming said firmly. "You're crazy! You want money more than you want your life!" Shen Hanfu said. "I want both money and life! But right now, money is more important. We can't keep struggling to stay poor!" Gao Zhongming sighed, speaking with resignation. Just when they were at a loss, Gao Liang came in. "Son! You've returned!" Both parents exclaimed with delight. "Dad! Mom! Don't worry about tuition fees—I'll go pick it up tomorrow!" The parents stared in astonishment. Pick it up? How could they possibly have money to pick up? They'd never even had a bank account. Gao Liang didn't explain. He went straight to his room and connected to the internet using his high-end handheld computer, checking the exchange rate changes of banks from 2001 to 2010 over the past decade. As he watched, he happily tapped his finger once: "I'm rich now! I'm really rich!" He laughed heartily. The three close friends, leading the brothers from Fenghuo Hall, were actively seeking news about Madame Zhang Yuping. One brother reported that upon returning home, he seemed to see Wang Qiang driving a car, accompanied by someone, and from the back, he clearly saw the figure—just like Madame Zhang. Where had she gone? The brothers from Fenghuo Hall gathered information on Zhou Chao’s recent activities. They found that Zhou Chao frequently visited Zuixian Pavilion. It was likely that Madame Zhang had been taken there by Zhou Chao. Immediately, they reported this to Gao Liang, who exclaimed: "A lamb in the midst of tigers—the consequences speak for themselves. Send more brothers to blend in at Zuixian Pavilion to gather further details." The brothers from Fenghuo Hall soon identified the room where Madame Zhang had been held. At this moment, Zhou Chao's animal instincts surged, charging at Zhang Yurong like a starving wolf. Zhang Yurong tried to hit him with a quilted pillow, but the effort only intensified Zhou Chao's passion. For weeks, Zhou Chao had been captivated by Zhang Yurong's graceful figure—the very embodiment of charm that had enchanted every boy in Class One—longing to act. Even before Zhang Yurong firmly chose the high-contrast option, Zhou Chao had already made his move. Zhang Yuping closed her eyes in despair, thinking how her purity had been defiled by Zhou Chao, this very sensual man—how could she bear it? In her heart, she whispered: "Gao Liang, take care! My wife is leaving you!" As she spoke, she reached for her throat to suffocate herself. Suddenly, the room door was violently kicked open, and a group of people burst in, each one fiercely determined. Zhang Yuping looked up—wow! It was Gao Liang's three closest friends!