The high color in Gao Liang's face faded, and Zhou Chao immediately fell to his knees with a soft *thump*, pleading, "Gao! Liang! No, Grandpa Gao! Grandpa! Please spare my life! I don't want to die!" It was unexpected yet perfectly logical that Zhou Chao had unconditionally knelt before Gao Liang to save his life. Then, the three younger brothers quickly rushed to Gao Liang's side, clinging to his legs like dogs afraid of being attacked, begging, "Grandpa Gao, please spare us!" "Zhou Chao, you've gone too far! You've acted so recklessly!" As soon as Gao Liang spoke, Zhou Chao began beating his own face, and the three younger brothers followed his example, striking their own faces. "I repent! I promise to do whatever you ask!" Zhou Chao said. Zhang Yaping had never imagined this—her husband truly had the power to make Zhou Chao tremble all over, unable to breathe or even look up at Gao Liang. "Very well! But if you continue to act recklessly, I won't spare your life!" With that, Gao Liang turned Only after the high-ranking officers had walked away did Zhou Chao dare to look up. To his surprise, there was a piece of paper on the ground with a single line of writing: "Zhou Chao, surrender!" It was written by Chen Zixue, a silver-armored guard of Gao Liang, and had been personally tossed in front of him. Highlight, Zhang Yuping, the Silver-and-Gold Guards, the Tibetan Mastiff King, Wang Ying'er, the Three Close Friends, and the other brothers from Fenghuo Hall gathered together to celebrate their recent victory. The Jingzhou city has been calm, and both the military representatives and government leaders from the Chinese nation have extended invitations to Highlight to receive recognition and honors. Yet Highlight has declined, wishing simply to remain an ordinary person, not to draw too much attention. As soon as Gao Liang spoke, the Tibetan Mastiff king became very obedient, trotting over to his feet, wagging its tail and licking his hand. "Iron General?" Zhang Yuping chuckled, amazed that someone would name the dog that name, then pursed her lips and said, "Husband, I think we should call him Fei Fei. Look at how brave he was during the last mission—he charged right in first, as if he'd flown up into the air! The name 'General' is indeed impressive, but I just don't like it." "Fine! Whatever you say!" Gao Liang said, then turned to leave. But the Tibetan Mastiff king, along with the other 100 dogs, barked loudly and followed Gao Liang. Zhang Yuping kept calling behind, shouting to the 101 dogs, "Fei Fei! Meng Meng! Ben Ben! Dan Dan! Yang Yang! Xuan Xuan! Yuan Yuan! Fei Fei!" Yet none of them turned around. Zhang Yuping was completely frustrated. Honestly, I've been feeding you such excellent food, but you're not even using it! I'm your female owner—I can't expect Behind him came 101 Tibetan mastiffs, making quite a show. Zhang Yuping, however, had not one single dog accompanying her—naturally, she felt a bit displeased. She immediately rushed to Gao Liang, pleading, "Husband, I want one! She really loves pets—she'd like a Tibetan mastiff!" "Alright, but my condition?" Gao Liang found Zhang Yuping's coquettish demeanor utterly charming. Today, Zhang Yuping wore a light white sheer dress, delicate and flowing, her curves beautifully defined—front and back beautifully rounded. A soft fragrance surrounded her, and Gao Liang found himself deeply enchanted. Recently, he'd been so busy that he hadn't taken the time to properly appreciate his big wife. Goodness, he hadn't realized it until now—once he saw her, he found her even more beautiful. Zhang Yuping is truly captivating—every time you look at her, you find her more perfect. A typical beauty is best admired from afar—she remains ethereal, like flowers seen through a mist, always just out of reach. Only then does her grace remain intact. If you look too closely, you'll inevitably notice flaws on her. But Zhang Yuping is becoming more beautiful every day. Last time, Gao Liang wanted to understand exactly how she was achieving this transformation—whether it was due to the jade or amber he had given her, or the energy regulator, even though these elements clearly made a difference. Yet, as a truly exceptional person, Gao Liang knew deep down that such gifts could only maintain her youthful appearance or slightly enhance her beauty. What made Zhang Yuping so beautifully flawless, so pure and radiant, was truly remarkable. How could Zhang Yuping allow her husband to gaze at her so intently? She immediately raised her hands to cover her chest, pouting and saying, "Husband, if you keep looking at me like that, I'll no longer pay attention to you! Hmph!" The little perfectionist pretended to be annoyed, but Gao Liang smiled inwardly—ah, indeed! Recently, your husband hasn't been letting you take the lead in the household affairs. The big banana at the bottom of his own body had been quite a while since it was enjoyed by his big wife. Thinking back to two occasions when his big wife had savored bananas, Gao Liang suddenly felt a bit awkward and, with a quick twist of his eyes, said to Zhang Yупing, "Wife! There's an event at the Disney Theme Park today—shall we go?" "Ah! What kind of event is it?" Zhang Yупing, excited at the mention of the Disney Theme Park, immediately showed interest. Gao Liang didn't answer—he just blew a soft tune—and headed straight for the parking area of the "Angel of God" villa. The iron guard, also known as the Tibetan Mastiff King, followed closely behind, stepping into a brand-new Ferrari sports car. Zhang Yупing, wearing her high heels, hurried after, wobbling slightly and still breathing out fragrant scents. The Ferrari sped forward swiftly, the wind brushing Zhang Yупing's flowing hair. Gao Liang blew a soft tune, gracefully holding the steering wheel, driving ahead. The Tibetan Mastiff King held a small leather ball, playing with it on the car. The car soon It's so lively here—seems like many people have gathered in the garden. What are they doing? Zhang Yuping and Gao Liang walk over together. Wow! They're playing ring-toss and blowing up balloons! This activity has become increasingly popular. Ring-toss especially interests Zhang Yuping, so she immediately pulls Gao Liang in. Wow! She makes it! The person next to her scores too—yes, a young man hits his target. Gao Liang finds him familiar but can't quite recall where he's seen him. Well, if he can't remember, that's fine—today was supposed to be a day to unwind with his wife. Gao Liang notices that this young man hits a jade piece—a lush, green cabbage, carved out of jade—how beautiful! Zhang Yuping is absolutely envious. She quickly grabs Gao Liang's hand and says, "Husband! Hurry up! Let's try it ourselves! I love it so much!" While speaking, she fixes her eyes on another particularly admired jade piece. Gao Liang spends 10 yuan for a ring-toss ticket—this ticket allows only three throws. Zhang Yuping carefully held the collar, ready to throw it, but behind them, a couple of men and women scoffed. One woman remarked, "Oh, look! She's clearly a beginner! How tense she is! To hit that jade ring? That's pure fantasy!" The young man who had just made a successful throw said, "Hmph! Here, I'm the champion! I've collected all these treasures!" A bright red kiss, like a stamp, pressed onto his face. The young man was thrilled and turned to the many people who had missed their throws, saying, "You're all watching the show, aren't you? I'm not keeping any of these treasures! Haha!" Zhang Yuping wasn't satisfied. With a decisive motion, she launched her collar. But unfortunately, as it just touched the jade ring, it tilted slightly and failed to frame it. Amid everyone's disappointment, the young man stepped up and threw with a crisp sound—ding!—the collar resonated. "Wow! It's framed! It's framed!" the crowd cheered. "Hahaha!" The young man laughed proudly, while Zhang Yупing felt disappointed and immediately threw the collar toward him.