Gao Liang threw the peacock snake aside, yet the snake refused to leave. Dong Jiao saw the snake at her feet, her body trembling continuously. Gao Liang said, "Madam, don't be afraid!" Then he said, "Satan, retreat!" Only then did the large peacock snake begin to slowly withdraw, as if obedient. "Why let the snake go?" Dong Jiao asked. Gao Liang smiled and replied, "This is Satan, sent specifically to test and tempt humans!" "Husband! I don't want any testing or tempting! I only want you! I only want to be with you!" Dong Jiao truly loved this man before her. At that moment, Gao Liang noticed the welcome pine tree beginning to sway and tremble—unstable! An earthquake had struck! He immediately carried Dong Jiao into the cave. However, neither Mei Hui nor Jing Zi was found. He called out several times, but received no response. Then, large stones began to fall from above in the cave, and Gao Liang could no longer advance further—he had to fly out of the cave. High-light, using his Spirit-Eye, observed that figures seemed to be moving on the mountain where the Hollywood landmark stood. He immediately flew toward them, holding Dong Jiao close. As they soared past the letter "D" in the iconic "Hollywood" sign, Dong Jiao gently kissed High-light's face and softly said, "Husband! Thank you so much! Thanks to you, I've stepped onto the Hollywood Walk of Fame and now shine brightly. Compared to those new actresses, I truly feel fortunate. Follow my husband—this is happiness!" High-light beamed and replied, "Miss! Don't get too proud! I'm not just making you shine for nothing—you'll have to treat me well!" With that, he gently massaged Dong Jiao's human chest. Dong Jiao sighed softly, saying, "Husband, you're so bad!" Though she said it, she deeply enjoyed his touch. High-light soon reached the summit. At that moment, Gao Liang noticed three people on the mountain peak: Mei Hui-ko, Jing Zi, and Ying Er. They were conversing together. Since it was evening, neither of the three had noticed Gao Liang and Dong Jiao arriving at the summit. "Tell me!" said Ying Er, "Do you truly love Gao Liang?" "Yes! We are sincere!" Mei Hui-ko and Jing Zi agreed. "Gao Liang is always busy! If you truly love him, you should take more responsibility for him in the future. As his wife, your primary duty is to alleviate his worries. Even if you can't physically assist him, you must strive to provide emotional stability and reassurance!" said Ying Er, her voice lively and vibrant. "Ying Er!" Gao Liang called out. "Husband!" Suddenly, Ying Er realized that Gao Liang had landed beside her. Gao Liang set down Dong Jiao and immediately embraced Ying Er tightly, saying, "You weren't resting at Yongle Palace, were you? How did you end up in Hollywood?" "La-la-la!" Ying'er laughed happily, saying, "You've been away from me for so many days! Did you really think I'd just sit there, waiting foolishly all this time?" "Oh! Look!" Gao Liang patted his head, a little flustered, "I've been so busy I've been completely overwhelmed! Finally! I'm glad to see my dream of making the 'Desire to Become a God' group truly flourish!" "Mei Hui-zi! Jing Zi! You two should go back now!" Gao Liang spoke calmly. Yet Mei Hui-zi and Jing Zi remained motionless, absolutely unwilling to leave. Gao Liang issued his formal farewell, calling out, "Go!" "Husband! They won't be leaving! I've asked them, and they've told me all about your story! I'm deeply touched! I truly believe you should keep them!" Ying'er's voice came through, leaving Gao Liang unsure of what to do next. "Husband! I agree with Ying'er! In fact, Jiao'er also knows that Mei Hui-zi and Jing Zi both deeply like you. If you feel fond of them, then I Actually, Dong Jiao, the second lady of the household, is just like Ying'er—she knows that Gao Liang will eventually have many women, and that his vast harem will continue to grow and evolve. Dong Jiao and Ying'er don’t care how many women Gao Liang has, but rather how he treats each woman personally. Gao Liang has said that he will treat every woman by his side with fairness and care. The sound of water flowing in the bathroom was a steady, rhythmic hiss. Gao Liang was watching TV, but found it dull. He turned off the TV, and the room fell silent—except for the shower sounds coming from the bathroom. Hiss! Hiss! So rhythmic and soothing. Gao Liang listened, and gradually felt it was a beautiful melody of life itself. Without realizing it, he moved closer. The bathroom door was slightly ajar, and he gently pushed it open. A fragrant aroma washed over him. Before him stood two Japanese women, completely naked. Mei-ko’s bust swayed gently, captivating Gao Liang’s spirit. Jieko’s round, full buttocks were smooth and supple, and as Gao Liang watched the two women, his own member subtly rose and swelled, becoming firm and confident. He had almost managed to impress these two women during a cave visit halfway up Hollywood’s mountain slope earlier, but this time, the setting was more pleasant—and he felt more at ease. Lao Zi isn't just any man—he should have an ever-expanding harem. A successful man deserves the privilege of having more beautiful women, of all kinds. The ideal for Chinese men has long been: "Marry a Japanese woman, live in an English house, and earn American dollars!" Now, these two stunning Japanese women have seamlessly become his wives. Making these two exceptional Japanese women his own is precisely what Gao Liang will accomplish tonight. Though he may not have heard the words of appreciation from Ying'er and Dong Jiao to the two Japanese women, Gao Liang's ears are exceptionally sharp—he naturally caught every word. Gao Liang feels truly satisfied. He deeply appreciates his wives Ying'er and Dong Jiao—after all, wise and sensible wives are something he simply can't overlook. Gao Liang doesn't like his wives competing with one another or vying for attention; he believes they should be respectful, supportive, and deeply in love with each other. He strives to treat them all equally, setting a positive example and strong image for his wives. Several of his wives also thought about their husbands. Highlight began to undress, revealing his strong, powerful physique before the two beautiful women, who were immediately captivated by his dynamic and athletic presence. However, Highlight noticed that Emiko and Shizuko remained quite shy. The bathroom was spacious, and the three of them were enjoying a romantic bath together. Highlight had a rather mischievous idea. He glanced at Aoi Ku. Soon, the large LCD screen in the bathroom began playing a series of AV videos featuring Aoi Ku in her nurse's uniform. Emiko and Shizuko became deeply embarrassed, their faces flushed with a delicate pink hue, as charming as a Fuji apple. They donned small nurse uniforms and traditional Japanese attire—the kimono. As for Highlight himself, he had also finished his bath. At that moment, the screen displayed a scene so enchanting that it stirred the hearts of both men and women alike. Emiko and Shizuko's gazes grew slightly more intimate, and Highlight, being well-versed in women's feelings, took the initiative to make a move. He held Emiko's embroidered waist, his tongue clumsy as he began to pry open her delicate teeth, entwining himself with her small, tender tongue. As for Shizuko? She began to grasp her shining root with her jade hands, gently brushing it with her fingers, then fully enveloping it in her mouth, offering Shizuko a fresh round of oral therapy—her shining root instantly thrilled under the treatment. Meanwhile, Emiko's small, sensitive tongue, overwhelmed by Shizuko's relentless attacks, was captivated by the minty "divine fragrance" of the shining root, and the two tongues began to whirl and dance in passionate entanglement. Japanese women are typically gentle and adept at attending to their men. With both women engaging in a dual, fluttering rhythm with the shining root, high spirits and primal desires surged within Gōhō. He grew wilder and wilder—indeed, the Cocchi Kō AV series videos on the LCD screen had begun to deeply stir him. His own member had swelled into a magnificent, towering column. Jingzi's delicate lips could no longer contain herself, only wildly licking at the bright, shining mare's eyes. Bright pressed Jingzi's buttocks with one large hand, leaving five vivid green palm impressions on the smooth, lush curve of her buttocks. Jingzi was struck by Bright, emitting audible cries of delight.