Ying'er, or Zhang Yuping? Well, both are first place—she's a heavenly beauty, and the other a flawless earthbound gem; both are truly exceptional. Dong Jiao comes in second, Chen Yuting third, and Xiao Mei? Still undecided. After all, there are so many beauties now—adding one or removing one makes no real difference. Still, if you truly love a particular one, don’t let her go. As Huang Guang was just daydreaming like this, he was suddenly and firmly pinched in the waist—mama! It was the tender flesh there. Who dares pinch the tender spots of an old-timer like me? Huang Guang looked up and saw Zhang Yuping glaring at him, studying him from head to toe, while also watching Ying'er who was resting against him. Zhang Yuping took a slender, soft strand of hair from Huang Guang’s body, and Ying'er’s heart raced. Huang Guang remained composed and simply said to Zhang Yuping, “I and Ying'er have… we’ve already… done that…” Yet Ying'er blushed deeply, and with one sharp heel of her high-heeled shoe, she sent Huang Guang’s eyes welling up with tears. Zhang Yuping made an unexpected move, simply asking Ying'er: "Don't beat up our husband—I'm not being jealous. What I've noticed is the value of this strand of hair!" When Gao Liang saw that Zhang Yuping wasn't jealous but was genuinely focused on the hair strands still lingering on her own body, he was immediately astonished and exclaimed, "Big wife! What have you discovered?" Zhang Yuping immediately turned to Gao Liang and said: "Lately, I've been so exhausted—I'm almost at my breaking point. The 100,000 pieces of imperial embroidery from my company are nearly used up. We need to develop alternative products. The Tang dynasty's hair embroidery places great emphasis on the quality of hair strands. I've collected hair from countless people, yet none has met the required standard. Now, it's precisely this strand that has given me hope!" "Heh! Your wife really is attentive! I'll reward you!" Gao Liang, a man of open character, kissed Zhang Yuping right in front of Ying'er and then leaned in close to whisper, "Today, I'm quite tired—I'd like to rest in your room." Zhang Yuping blushed, then gently squeezed the tender flesh at the waist of Gao Qiang, her delicate eyes fixed on him, saying, "You won't get away with it!" And with that, she dashed off. Meanwhile, when Gao Qiang was pressing her gently, Ying'er turned to Zhang Yuping and said, "Don't squeeze our husband!" Zhang Yuping smiled gracefully, her eyes sparkling with charm, leaving Gao Qiang utterly enchanted. Indeed, Zhang Yuping had grown more beautiful than ever before—her breasts, once soft, now round, full, and lush, swaying gently as she spoke close to him, rising and falling with each breath, truly captivating. Her figure was flawless, surpassing any model in the world, a true masterpiece of human beauty. Gao Qiang hadn't been close to Zhang Yuping in a long time, and he couldn't quite explain why she had grown so radiant. He himself didn't know. After all, the women around him seemed to be becoming more beautiful every day, more alluring than ever—something he was truly proud of. The topic shifted to Zhou Chao, this man who had transformed into a cannibal, constantly raging in his heart at one person: "Gao Liang! Gao Liang! You've reduced me to this state. I hold you responsible for an unbreakable grudge, a deep-seated hatred spanning the three rivers and four seas. When I've gathered enough strength, I'll make sure you're completely ruined!" "Boss, we're in such a mess—we can't even go back to school, nor can we venture into Hanhai City. What should we do?" cried the three younger brothers, Luo Qi, Liu Qiang, and Wang Lei, their faces full of despair. Zhou Chao snorted coldly and said, "Right now, we're outnumbered and outmatched. Chen Zixue and Li Xiang have been won over by Gao Liang and now serve as his Golden and Silver Armor guards. We must remain cautious—after all, we're no match for Gao Liang." "It seems we've finally managed to turn the tide from our long-standing stagnation. If all else fails, we'll just go back to Hanhai City—at least, we'll be able to rely on our own parents!" Zhou Chao thought to himself that if there was no chance for a turnaround, he might as well head back to Hansha City. Yet, Zhou Chao truly resented Gao Liang deeply—he would relentlessly fight to recover his losses, and if given the chance, he would do everything possible to completely eliminate Gao Liang. On the third day, Zhou Chao and his three companions idly masked their faces, strolling aimlessly along a street filled with street food stalls. At one point, a man with greasy hair and a messy, thick, and disheveled appearance stood motionless in front of a bustling hot and steaming bun shop. His long hair spilled over, making it hard to see his face. The man seemed to be starving. "Hey! Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Stop blocking!" the shop attendant shouted. But the man only sniffed impatiently, reaching out with his dark hands to grab the buns. The attendant pushed him aside firmly, saying, "You have to pay!" "I—I—I don't have any money!" the man replied in a sarcastic tone. The attendant ignored him completely and barked, "If you don't have money, then get out of Zhou Chao wasn't pitying this man at all—indeed, in Zhou Chao's eyes, no one could be pitied. His hydrokinetic ability had already reached the intermediate and advanced levels of the "Human" tier, allowing him to sense another's energy from a distance. If his assessment was correct, this man was a high-level ability user from an unknown world. Yet, how could he be so destitute? The man, a strange and disheveled figure, had fainted from hunger and now struggled to stand steady. Zhou Chao gave a subtle signal to Luo Qi, who stepped forward to support him and quickly grabbed three buns from the bakery counter. The young waiter, just about to charge him, saw the intense gaze of Liu Qiang and Wang Lei and immediately retracted his hand. Zhou Chao smiled with quiet contempt: "Want money from me? Forget it! I'm the number one miser in the world!" The man took the buns, eating one after another, finishing all three within moments. Yet his stomach continued to rumble. Luoqi took five buns with a grand gesture, then finished them in a flash. By the time he had eaten a total of twenty-one buns—three sevens—this odd man was finally satisfied, belching contentedly. What a big appetite! Zhou Chao signaled to his three younger brothers to find out the background of this odd man, but before they could even begin, the man began to cry out in distress. It turned out that Wang Lei had accidentally bumped into him. The younger brother immediately reported to Zhou Chao: there was a noticeable sword wound on the odd man’s body. Zhou Chao approached closely—well, the wound was indeed deep, still bleeding, and if surgery wasn’t performed immediately, the outcome would be dire. "Boss! Let’s just go back to Hanshai City!" said the younger brother. "No. By my instinct, this man will prove useful to us—maybe even the key to turning our losses into profits!" Zhou Chao, a master strategist, always thought several steps ahead. The younger brother didn’t fully grasp this, and at that moment, Zhou Chao roared, "Quick! Quick! Get this man to the hospital!" The Jingzhou No.1 People's Hospital. A strange, eccentric man was wheeled onto the operating table, and modern medical technology applied to him proved highly effective. After the surgery, the man regained his vitality and, in a muffled voice, cried out: "This grudge shall not go unavenged—I shall never rest until it's settled!" Zhou Chao was taken aback. He was determined to avenge something—what, though? The eccentric man, deeply moved by Zhou Chao and his three companions' rescue, was astonished to find himself lying in this modern medical ward: "Where am I? Where am I? Why am I not in Zhao?" "Has he crossed over? He's come from an ancient Chinese state, perhaps even reversed the journey?" The three companions exclaimed in unison. Zhou Chao drew upon every ounce of energy in his body to assess the man. He gazed intently at him and asked, "Who exactly are you?" "Hahaha!" Not to sound too humble, but I am indeed a samurai who has led armies into battle, never defeated until I encountered a dark and devastating clash—my entire company of soldiers perished on the field, and I myself was struck down by a barrage of arrows, nearly dead. Fortunately, a beam of sunlight pierced through, and with my eyes half-closed, I fell into unconsciousness... "Call me Zhao Fu-Zhui!" said that odd man. Zhou Chao wanted to know the details—what exactly was the cause of this grudge—but the odd man only smiled and remained silent, sighing, "Everything will be revealed at the right time!" At that moment, sirens blared outside the hospital, chaos spreading throughout the area. "Seize him! Seize them!" "These cannibals—definitely don't let them escape!" ... Zhou Chao and his three companions were left gasping with shock. Good heavens, they had completely forgotten about the incident where the old physician had been literally devoured—just to save this Zhao Fu-Zhui. But this time, there was no escape, as the police officers in their official hats had surrounded the medical room tightly. "Get out and surrender right away! Otherwise, we'll break through!" What could he do? Zhou Chao wanted to use his water-based ability, but his energy had been severely depleted recently.