Unknown whether the elder felt satisfied after hearing Qiao's remark. As he was pondering this, Gao Liang spoke up: "Ladies and gentlemen, we still have the Fenghuo Hall! This has been the faction that grew alongside me. Though it currently numbers only 100 members—elite individuals who can carry out any mission at any time, and who I can deploy at will—Fenghuo Hall remains, in my heart, the most important faction." Qiao felt he had just stumbled on his words, and his team members, as well as the Fenghuo Hall members, were now discussing quietly, wondering which faction Gao Liang considered most vital. Naturally aware of what everyone was thinking, Gao Liang immediately asked his beautiful companion, Dong Jiao, to step forward. Dong Jiao gracefully extended her left arm, then her right arm. "Arms—both arms! Haha!" Qiao, along with the Four Pillars and the Three Close Friends, burst into laughter. A gentle smile appeared on Gao Liang's lips. At that moment, the celebrated star, Dong Jiao—known for her singing and dancing—performed a dance entirely using her arms, showcasing the harmony between her left and right arms. The brothers watched in awe, recognizing that the perfection of this dance stemmed from the seamless coordination between the two arms. "Great! We will always be the strong backing for the second-in-command!" the brothers exclaimed as soon as they spoke. But Qiao immediately corrected them: "Brothers, please stop calling him the second-in-command!" As Qiao insisted, Gao Liang raised the dragon-shaped jade pendant, a symbol of Long-Feng Hall's status, while Qiao himself lifted Gao's original phoenix-shaped jade pendant. "First-in-command! Congratulations to the new first-in-command!" The brothers, led by the Four Pillars, bowed with great enthusiasm. Gao Liang waved the dragon-shaped jade pendant before the brothers and then fastened it around his waist, nodding respectfully to everyone who had bowed. Qiao, in turn, remained half-kneeling, unable to rise, and Gao Liang personally helped him stand, standing beside him together. "The dragon and phoenix must go hand in hand—absolutely essential! Since today I have the privilege of being the head of this hall, I will lead you all to build a great future, creating a bright, blue sky where everyone can stand tall, flourish with confidence, achieve prosperity, and rise to prominence!" High Liang's words deeply moved the brothers. Immediately, they held a ceremony: they filled a large, exquisite bottle of fine young-woman's red wine from the ship. High Liang gently scraped a small amount of blood from his fingertips and dropped it into the bottle. Then, he poured a generous bowl of wine for each of them. In front of all the brothers, High Liang drank his bowl down in one go, and the brothers, filled with passion, followed suit, finishing their bowls with great enthusiasm. "Clang! Clang! Clang!" The wine bowls shattered on the spot, and the brothers shouted in unison, "High Master! From this day forward, we pledge our loyalty and service to you and the Lady Consort!" Dong Jiao, hearing the brothers call the Lady Consort several times, blushed deeply, her lips pressed tightly together—such a swift transformation! Yet, Dong Jiao truly enjoyed this new feeling A woman who can shine is truly fortunate. After all, parents now treat the title of "Shine" with extraordinary reverence—given that Shine, the founder and chairman of the renowned I Want to Become a God Industry Company, is already a source of great joy for them. And how much more so when they know that Shine has so many capable colleagues under his command, people who are usually not to be taken lightly! Yet, Shine has completely integrated them all. Naturally, the parents are delighted. With such an outstanding son-in-law, they would be delighted beyond measure. But Shine is such a remarkable man—I cannot have him all to myself. Currently, there's Zhang Yuping and Chen Yuting as well. Though we three were classmates in high school, in reality, we are girls with entirely different personalities and traits. So, I no longer need to think too much. All that matters is that I like Shine, and that Shine values me. As Dong Jiao pondered and thought, Shine suddenly reached for her hand and smiled warmly at her, saying, "Husband, I'm really quite tired today! Shall we go home now?" "Yes," Dong Jiao nodded. Subsequently, all eight large trucks headed toward the Bank of China, while the brothers from Longfeng Hall happily withdrew toward the Longfeng Hall headquarters. Under the enthusiastic invitations of Dong Zhehai and his wife, Gao Liang and Dong Jiao's vehicle stopped at Dong Jiao's own villa, the Yating Villa. Dong Zhehai assigned a personal servant to arrange a very luxurious room for Gao Liang and Dong Jiao, and then locked the door. Ha! Dong Zhehai now intends to firmly secure Gao Liang, his future son-in-law. But he's mistaken—though Gao Liang and Dong Jiao are deeply devoted to each other, Gao Liang remained perfectly restrained that night. It's not that Gao Liang doesn't desire Dong Jiao. Rather, Ying'er was gently reminding him: "Master! You've made a major mistake today. Your access permission to the Yueguang Treasure Box has now turned negative! That tender kiss you shared with Dong Jiao just now has significantly reduced the energy you've absorbed and converted over the past several months—your energy has been severely depleted. This is most unfavorable." So...” Houang unconsciously checked his body's condition and found Ying'er was right—his internal energy had indeed shrunk, a phenomenon he had never experienced before. This reminded him of his journey on the ship, where he had first used risk control, electrical abilities, and the Spirit-Collecting Eye. For the first time, he had struggled with his handgun, lacking proper aim and thus relying on the Spirit-Collecting Eye to guide his shots. Especially when he discharged electricity at Dong Jiao, the energy expenditure had been immense—previously, when he had used it with Zhang Yупing, it had been effortless, but this time, with Dong Jiao, he had nearly depleted all his reserves. Watching Dong Jiao lying in bed, half-closed eyes, her face flushed with bashfulness, Houang gently pressed his fingers against her delicate cheeks, thinking to himself, “Dong Jiao, go rest now—I’m off to practice my martial arts.” As he opened the door, it unexpectedly locked itself. Yet Houang had his own solution—he would need to expend more energy to make it out, so he once again activated the Spirit-Collecting Eye to clearly see the scene within the locked door. This lock is a special one—you have to turn it up and down, left and right. Highlight beamed a bright smile, chuckling: "One to the left, three to the right, five upward, two downward!" With a creak, the door opened smoothly. Highlight stepped out lightly, closing the door behind him. Yet he didn’t know that Dong Jiao had been awake the entire time. She had been shyly waiting for this very man who saved her life to show her affection, only to find that Highlight had no intention of doing so. Tears welled up in her eyes. Did Highlight truly not care about her? In his heart, who did he truly value—Zhang Yurong or Chen Yuting? She couldn’t make sense of it. How could she possibly understand? She felt deeply hurt. Tomorrow was the day she had to go back to school—she would go alone, after all. Her husband simply didn’t seem to care. For the first time, Highlight had practiced his exercises late at night. Yateng Villa was a large estate, featuring several ponds surrounded by willow trees, beautifully elegant and serene. Gaoliang was doing push-ups along the small stone path by the pool, advancing steadily as he performed each one. He aimed to complete 5,000 push-ups around the largest pond. By the time he reached 2,000, he clearly felt his strength beginning to wane.