The tears of the angels blended into the glue, instantly spreading and transforming the internal structure of the glue—immediately losing all stickiness. The beautiful women not only remained unharmed but also danced with even lighter steps when stepping on it. It was time—the climax had arrived! This time, the highlight would truly unveil its masterstroke, as it had to commit fully to ensure the spectacular stage performance of the 21 beautiful women. Indeed, upon receiving a phone call from Toyota's president Yamamoto Tarō, Xiong Ba Tian promptly issued secret orders to several members of the local mafia to disrupt the stage. "Shoot that young Chinese man in the suit!" Xiong Ba Tian relayed Yamamoto Tarō's directive. "Whoosh!" "One shot—of course, the kind from a silent pistol—highly agile, quick, and skillfully evaded. Yet, quite disastrous, because the twenty-one beautiful women were completely unprepared. They had no idea whatsoever. They didn't even know about the glass beads that rolled in just now or the glue that was thrown at them—these very disruptive elements. It was only through the combined efforts of Gao Liang and Ying'er that these threats were successfully neutralized. The bullets whistled toward Mei Hui and Jing Zi, and Gao Liang's spiritual eyes perceived that this one bullet carried tremendous power—capable of striking two at once. No way! Two lives at stake! I must save them! The wind-control ability was too late to deploy; without hesitation, Gao Liang threw his body in front to absorb the impact. 'Ah!' Gao Liang was hit. His body wavered slightly, yet he managed to stay upright. 'What's wrong with you, husband?' Mei Hui and Jing Zi saw beads of sweat forming on Gao Liang's forehead and worriedly asked. 'Don't worry about me! Hurry! We have just one minute left! We must perform an outstanding Show off all our trained skills! The stage is ours! As long as we work hard! Ah!" Before High-Ren could finish speaking, another arrow struck his back—but High-Ren was delighted. To have these fashion-forward, meticulously cultivated beauties shield him from the arrows was more than worth it. Mizuho and Shizuko were completely unaware of the preparations. Under their leadership, the sisters performed a song from the Chinese classic "Journey to the West"—"The Girl from Taxila": "Oh... Shaliwa, oh... hee-ah... Who brought you to my side? The round, bright moon, the moon, the gentle mountain spring. I am like a petal glistening with dew, sweetly cherishing you, cherishing you." Though these were Japanese beauties, under High-Ren's exceptional training, they had undergone rigorous Chinese language instruction—every morning, their first task was to study Chinese characters and language, especially singing famous Chinese songs in Chinese. Misako appeared like a proud princess, surrounded by 19 graceful women led by Shizuko, dressed in the classical style of beautiful women from *Journey to the West*. Each of them held a pipa and played music. Misako, bathed in the radiance of her surroundings, danced gracefully under a floral crown, performing a dance from the ancient land of India. As she sang and danced, she truly embodied the image of an Indian princess—her regal grace instantly made her a star. Yet, the audience noticed that Misako was now facing Gao Liang, standing motionless on stage, her gaze fixed solely on him. Misako continued to sing: "Oh… Shariwa, oh… hah— Who brought you to my side? The brilliant stars, the stars, the clear blue sky. I will love you deeply, with a heart full of pure longing. Oh… Shariwa…" As she sang, her eyes conveyed deep affection toward Gao Liang. The lively eyes of the women spoke volumes—what a pure, tender Japanese beauty she truly was! Although high-light defended both Meiho and Seiko with a single shot each, he ultimately held on with great determination, refusing to fall. Gongbatai quietly chuckled: "High-light, High-light! You won't last long—this bullet is highly toxic, hah! Highly toxic!" After speaking, Gongbatai led his team of flower performers to leave. Among them, a leading star expressed her dissatisfaction: "Director, why are we retiring now?" Gongbatai laughed heartily, saying, "I'm not really after the wine—I'm after the mountains and rivers!" The leading star still didn't quite understand. At that moment, the audience erupted into cheers—flowers, applause, and spotlights surged toward the stage. The applause lasted for five minutes, five minutes, continuous and resounding—what a concept! The leading star turned to Meiho, Seiko, and the group of nineteen young, vibrant girls on stage, and sighed: "I really feel old! I'm falling behind! The competition on this stage is truly fierce! I'm retiring from this industry tomorrow—I want to live a simple, ordinary life!" "The fashion show team had just departed, and as the final minute of the performance at the Tokyo Arena drew to a close—when Meiho and Shizuko were receiving immense recognition—Gōtō collapsed heavily, falling to the ground. 'Ah!' Meiho and Shizuko realized then that Gōtō had been shot twice—once in the front and once in the back—and had been continuously pressing against his abdomen and back to prevent blood from flowing out. Meiho and Shizuko wept and immediately called for emergency medical services. Yet Gōtō, gritting his teeth with great determination, managed to rise again, and with great strength, he turned to Meiho and Shizuko and said, 'Congratulations on your successful performance! I hope you will continue to persevere and become the world's most outstanding fashion models!' Meiho and Shizuko were deeply moved—Gōtō had sacrificed himself so that the event could proceed smoothly. Such a man was truly rare. Yet Gōtō had to go. For he had promised Yūko, and he would always follow through on his commitments." After the match, they would leave Tokyo, Japan. "Don't go! Take us with you! Please!" The voices of Meiho and Seiko reached high brightness at a distance of ten meters, yet High Bright did not turn around. He simply said, softly, "Take good care of your own happiness!" Then, he pressed on, enduring the sharp pain, walking steadily but with each step slightly limping, his head never turning back nor looking at them. "Husband! Husband! Don't leave us!" Meiho and Seiko sounded like two children abandoned, crying out in distress. A voice came from afar: "Meiho, Seiko! I'm returning home! Because I miss my China! You go on and find your own happiness!" Meiho and Seiko wept, embracing each other in tears. The scene shifts to highlight this moment. Highlight is on an open field, about to fall to the ground. At that very instant, Ying'er appears—having clearly witnessed every detail of Highlight's struggle. Ying'er knows that Highlight is trustworthy, a man of his word, truly dependable. Ying'er is deeply moved. Yet, at this very moment, due to the absence of her Angel's Tears, the 6,000-year reservoir of her spiritual energy has been depleted by saving Highlight and the 21 beautiful women. Although Highlight possesses the three great Dragon Balls—Water, Fire, and Energy—within his body, he is rendered powerless because he has been struck by a potent toxin embedded in the bullets. He simply cannot summon his inner energy. Meanwhile, Ying'er has been affected by the Xiao Yao's Mysterious Sedative Pill. Though she could normally defend herself with her spiritual power, the absence of even one drop of her Angel's Tears—her very essence—means, for this beautiful angel, as if her wings have been broken.