Zhao Fu-chou was startled, momentarily stunned, yet quickly regained his composure and turned to Gao Liang, saying, "Excellent! We've faced each other before. This time, I've come—not just to win, but to make you lose badly. I want to see all your hard-earned achievements reduced to ashes. I want you to be completely ruined!" Headmaster Wu Yue knew well that the two were locked in a fierce, unyielding rivalry and immediately stepped in to mediate, acting as a neutral facilitator. Yet Zhao Fu-chou paid no attention to him at all, pushed him aside with force, and shouted bluntly, "Here, you have no say! I want to do what I please!" Pan Jinlian was utterly astonished. Having crossed over into modern society, she had never imagined encountering someone so domineering and unreasonable—someone even more demanding than the emperor of her own Song Dynasty! How could a millennium later, society have become so unbalanced? Was there still any justice in the world? Pan Jinlian turned to Zhao Fu-chou and said, "You don't follow reason! You don't abide by law!" "To me, reason is law! Heaven's justice is law! Zhao Fu-chou had become incredibly bold, his eyes nearly blazing with fury as he declared to Zhao Fu-chou, "Any who stands in my way shall die! Who matters, as long as I am determined to become a god!" Upon hearing the phrase "I desire to become a god," Zhao Fu-chou's forehead beaded with sweat—his voice radiated an aura of commanding authority, one that was utterly unyielding. Moreover, our Gao Liang has a solid understanding of Zhao Fu-chou’s background and capabilities. Although Gao Liang described Zhao Fu-chou as a figure who came from the Qin dynasty and led the zombie surge, merely wearing a different mask and carrying a more radiant aura, Gao Liang’s spiritual sight—comparable to Sun Wukong’s fire-eye vision—can penetrate and reveal Zhao Fu-chou’s true essence. Thus, Gao Liang’s words truly made a profound impact. Once Gao Liang unveils Zhao Fu-chou’s authentic identity, Zhao Fu-chou’s supposed backing—the Mayor of Jingzhou City—will be thrown into shock, ultimately leaving Zhao Fu-chou isolated. Despite his extraordinary abilities, Zhao Fu-chou will find himself unable to act effectively without support. Zhao Fu-chou, though arrogant, dared not be careless when dealing with someone of divine caliber like Gao Liang. At that moment, his phone rang—it was Mayor Luo Chunming of Jingzhou City, calling to personally inquire about his condition at school and urging him to study diligently. Zhao, a man known for his ability to project confidence, naturally replied on the phone, "Uncle! Don't worry! I'll study with care!" "That's wonderful! That's wonderful!" Mayor Luo praised warmly on the other end. Immediately, Zhao turned to Gao and said, "This isn't the end! Next time, we'll have something truly exciting!" And with that, he strode off resolutely. Pan Jinlian, a woman of strong principles, spat firmly at Zhao's back. Meanwhile, Principal Wu exhaled in relief, wiping a light sheen of sweat from her forehead with a tissue. As for Gao Liang, he remained utterly composed, unbothered. It had been a long time since the elder had found a worthy opponent to challenge and engage in strategic competition. This time, I've come! I am the king! "Principal!" Don't worry! If Zhao Fuzhong continues to dominate, I will never let him off! High Light's words left Wu Yue, the headmaster, both delighted and concerned. Pan Jinlian, on the other hand, silently watched High Light, her eyes filled with admiration. This brave man, who dared to face his rivals head-on, truly stood out. Since his arrival through the time-travel, he seemed to be constantly close to this male lead. Yet—did he truly have many wives? Did he care for me? As Pan Jinlian pondered these questions, High Light turned to the headmaster and said, "Headmaster, I would like to make a request: I would like to have this girl enroll at our school. As for all the expenses, I will cover them personally." "Excellent! Absolutely!" As the chairman of the company that had funded High Light's divine ascension journey and a distinguished figure in the development of Kyoto University, Wu Yue could hardly refuse. She immediately nodded, smiling warmly, and said, "With just one word from High Light, how could I possibly say no? In fact, I am able to sit comfortably in this position today—thanks entirely to your unwavering support behind the scenes!" While they were talking, Pan Jinlian was gazing in wonder at a high-end desktop computer on Wu Yue's desk. Wow! The 21-inch wide LCD screen displayed a variety of beautiful desktop backgrounds, with scenes and images of beautiful women flowing continuously. Holding her chin, she murmured to herself, "Wow! The keyboard! Wow! The mouse! Is this a computer? I really love it! If one day I could have something like this, it would be wonderful!" Such details naturally caught the attention of the high-level team, who noticed them and remembered them. Turning to Pan Jinlian, they said, "Let's go! Come with me! I want to take you somewhere!" And then, they immediately grasped her delicate hand. Pan Jinlian is absolutely a beauty of exceptional grace, though her current appearance is in a classic Song Dynasty style. Our male lead, Gao Liang, is a handsome, confident young man. With him pulling her firmly—so boldly and insistently—she glides past the stunned gaze of the entire Kyoto University faculty and student body, as if she were completely unaware of anyone around. "Let go of me! Gao Liang! You're pulling so hard on my hands!" Pan Jinlian was genuinely surprised that Gao Liang pulled so forcefully, yet she felt both pained and happy, because the foreign language department girls seemed to have unfavorable looks toward her—especially that fiery one in the crowd, who regarded her as if she were an adversary. Gao Liang paid no attention to the murmurs and chatter around him, simply leading Pan Jinlian straight to the nearby Shengshi Women's Department Store, a place of great elegance. Pan Jinlian couldn't believe it—how could Gao Liang have brought her here to such a refined destination? Wow! So many fashionable bras, blouses, leather coats, trench coats, and long tights, plus crystal heels, and elegant hairpins, earrings, and pendants—so many that one’s eyes simply can’t keep up. How fortunate! These items simply did not exist in the Song Dynasty, where they now live. "Mr. Li, may I ask what would you like?" A beautiful female server approached, politely greeting Gao Liang and Pan Jinlian. Gao Liang had his eye on a stylish women’s dress hanging on the rack and immediately said, "That one! Take it down and pack it for me. I’ll take it!" Pan Jinlian was delighted, yet when she saw the price tag—8,888 yuan—she quickly stepped back, though she didn’t know exactly how this 8,888 yuan compared to Song Dynasty silver. From the quality of materials and craftsmanship, however, it was clear this was a premium dress, and the price surely wouldn’t be cheap. Yet, does Gao Liang actually have that much money now? It’s not obvious at all! If it were the Song Dynasty, one would have to carry a great deal of silver on one's person. If my estimate is correct, Gao Liang should have been carrying a substantial amount. Yet he had absolutely nothing. He simply faced the server and said, "I pay by card! This is my Zhonghuan Long Card! Please swipe it for me!" The server immediately swiped the card, and Pan Jinlian was astonished—her face pale with surprise. The payment had been made, yet no one had seen it happen! What on earth was going on? How magical! "Jinlian! Hurry! Go check over there—see if there's any style you'd like!" Gao Liang reminded her. Yet Pan Jinlian replied, "I haven't tried this dress yet. I'm not sure if it fits me properly." Gao Liang glanced at his watch—time was running short. After all, he had just returned to Kyoto and had many things to attend to. He had just received a call from one of his three close friends, Feizhu Deng, who reported that there was an urgent matter at Mengzhu Hotel that required the leader to immediately return from Tokyo! The mobile phone with global service was used by Gao Liang. When he went to Japan, he had instructed his three close friends: if any special circumstances arose, they could call him. This time, when the call came in, Gao Liang answered it without asking what was going on—because he was actually in Kyoto, not Tokyo. He had promised to arrive at the hotel by 3 p.m., but now he was spending time accompanying Pan Jinlian shopping and selecting new clothes, which would take time. Only ten minutes remained. Gao Liang needed to reach the Meng Zhu Hotel immediately. He would immediately pull Pan Jinlian aside and say, "Hurry up and choose! As long as you like it, buy it! I'll pay for everything!"