Before he finished speaking, Gong Hongli noticed that Gao Liang's head no longer smoked; instead, his face had transformed from pale to rosy, glowing with vitality, his eyes bright and clear. Dong Jiao also appeared more refined and radiant than ever. The three longtime friends rushed in, witnessing the transformation, and shouted in unison, "Great leader! Long live the leader!" Amid their cheers, Gao Liang stood up, turning to his longtime rival Gong Hongli and declaring, "You underestimated me! Not only has my martial arts skill not been lost, but it has actually grown by thirty percent—thanks entirely to you!" "That's impossible! That's impossible!" Gong Hongli's face grew stern, filled with both shock and fear. If Gao Liang truly had regained his strength and now possessed an additional thirty percent power, then her current iron-fist technique could no longer stand against him. She immediately bellowed to her trusted disciples outside, "Seize him! Seize Gao Liang! Reward him handsomely!" "As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples outside rushed in one after another. But before they even reached the threshold, they all collapsed—thanks to the three close friends who had secretly summoned the brothers from the Wind and Fire Hall and set up iron hooks and ropes outside High Bright's private pavilion. Gong Honglai's men, eager to advance under the host's command, only managed to charge forward and were all caught in the ambush. Soon, these disciples were captured alive by the Wind and Fire Hall brothers. Meanwhile, thanks to High Bright's exceptional training, the brothers from the Wind and Fire Hall had grown both skilled and courageous, having fought side by side with him through countless trials. Hearing that their leader was in peril, they now surged forward with renewed energy and fierce determination. "To avenge our leader! We will wipe out the threats from Shaolin Temple! We will capture Gong Honglai!" The brothers from Fenghuo Hall roared so loudly that Gong Honglai, inside the side room, was startled into a cold sweat. He never imagined that Gao Liang had so many loyal subordinates—more even than his own trusted disciples. And looking at this group, each one seemed truly outstanding, an unstoppable force. Seeing that he couldn't gain the upper hand, Gong Honglai decided to make a break for it. But the side room was completely surrounded by the brothers from Fenghuo Hall. To save himself, Gong Honglai resorted to a treacherous tactic—he slipped into a hidden antechamber, seizing Yu Di and using her as a shield. "Stay back! If you come any closer, I'll kill her right away!" Gong Honglai looked utterly desperate, holding a bright, curved knife firmly pressed against Yu Di's throat. Facing Gao Liang and the men from Fenghuo Hall, Yu Di declared, "You needn't worry about me at all!" Dong Jiao, seeing her cherished sister taken captive, was furious and shouted sharply, "Set her free! Set her free!" Gong Hongla burst into laughter and shouted loudly, "Brothers from the Fenghuo Hall! Step aside! Let her go!" With a single command, the three hundred strong, well-built men from Fenghuo Hall immediately cleared a path, united in their determination. Gong Hongla, holding Yu Di, walked toward an old, dilapidated stupa at Shaolin Temple. It turned out that a fire had broken out inside, with thick waves of smoke, and Gong Honglai was choked so badly that tears streamed down his face. It was actually Gao Huang's three close friends who had fired smoke canisters from around the tower, inward. Yet Gong Honglai was a clever fox, and with a hostage in his hands, this time he insisted on forcing Yu Di into the tower. "Cough! Cough! Cough!" Yu Di's voice echoed from within the tower—no good, Gao Huang felt his heart sink, knowing that the smoke canisters contained a large amount of carbon dioxide; ordinarily, most people would suffocate to death within a minute. Unexpectedly, the method devised to counteract Gong Honglai had now been applied to the more delicate Yu Di. Gao Huang immediately sent a secret signal to his three friends, instructing them to rush in and rescue Yu Di. However, as Gao Huang's three friends were helping the nearly unconscious Yu Di make it out, Gong Honglai closed the main entrance of the tower with a mechanical device. "Thud!" The heavy sound of the door closing made Dong Jiao feel increasingly serious. She looked steadily at Gao Huang, who Don't worry! I'll go save you myself! Come on—let's go together!" "Okay!" Gao Liang grasped Dong Jiao's jade-hand as she extended it, and rushed toward the tower. Good heavens—the several main gates at the base of the tower were locked, and the main entrance had been sealed off by Gong Honglai using mechanisms. It was impossible to climb up now. What could he do? What could he do? Gao Liang spotted a evergreen vine running from the top of the tower down to the base, and immediately brightened up—there it was! But Dong Jiao shook her head and said, "No, I can't! I'm so afraid!" "With your husband here, what could you possibly be afraid of?" Gao Liang smiled warmly, firmly grasping the evergreen vine with his strong, broad right hand, and extended his left hand toward Dong Jiao. Dong Jiao instinctively took hold of Gao Liang's hand. Wow—her husband's hand was so warm, so strong, so reassuring. Inside the tower, sounds of fierce fighting could be heard—clearly, it was between his three younger brothers and Gong Gaoliang quickly pulled Dong Jiao upward! Yet, Dong Jiao's grip on Gaoliang's hand grew weaker and weaker. "Ow!" A tile from the eave caught her dress, scraping her skin and causing her to gasp—her hold on Gaoliang's hand loosened further. "Ah!" Looking down from halfway up the tower, Dong Jiao felt utterly terrified—how high it was! The sudden startle and loss of grip caused her to separate from Gaoliang. Fortunately, Gaoliang was quick on his feet, using his legs to catch Dong Jiao as she began to descend. Her instinct for survival kept her firmly gripping Gaoliang's legs. Gaoliang then exerted a little more strength, reached out with his arms, and gently lifted Dong Jiao into his arms. "Ah! Mmm!" Dong Jiao's two full, rounded breasts pressed just right against Gaoliang's broad chest. Dong Jiao's delicate fragrance filled Gaoliang's nose, and he instantly felt a deep sense of ease. Now, Dong Jiao became a contented little bird, nestled in Gaoliang's arms, smiling happily. "Pffft Dong Jiao gently kissed Gao Huang, and Gao Huang was delighted—haha! This time, with his beautiful wife by his side and a sweet kiss as a reward, he was certain he would win! Soon, Gao Huang climbed up the wisteria vines to the tower's summit and entered through an open window. The scene shifts inside the tower, where a fierce battle is underway.