After Old Zhi cracked the Chinese martial arts, he finally turned to you! He'll prove with concrete actions just how much he cares for and loves you. Thinking about the way he can gently massage her heavenly chest, imagining his tender, lingering tongue caressing her, a warm flush spreads across his high-lighted nose—good heavens, Old Zhi is bleeding again! How come every time he thinks about making love to her, he starts to bleed from the nose? Fine, let it go—get back to business. Parameters, parameters, good heavens! Old Zhi enters "02825" for Meiji, and Old Zhi isn't giving up! As soon as he inputs the number, a miracle truly unfolds—the system announces: "Congratulations! Your entered parameters are accurate!" High-light bursts into laughter. Meiji! Meiji! Old Zhi couldn't have done better in knowing you. After all, Old Zhi has a wife—though he won't push it. Right after that, High-light installs the All-Powerful Password, double-clicks to launch it, and instantly, the All-Powerful Password generates a brand-new decryption code. After entering a new decryption password, the system officially went live, and before its launch, it delivered a delightful surprise message: "Mr. Gao Liang, we are delighted that you are making your first use of this system to decrypt Mr. Lee's Chinese martial arts. Since Mr. Lee's Chinese martial arts absorbed techniques from various countries and ethnic groups, the rules are quite complex—on one hand, we need to deeply analyze traditional Chinese martial arts, and on the other, we must explore martial arts from other nations. For instance, Japanese Judo, Korean Taekwondo, and American Karate. Therefore, it is essential to study and understand these thoroughly. We sincerely hope you will apply your ingenuity to fully decrypt the now-lost art of Mr. Lee's Chinese martial arts!" That evening, Mr. Gao Liang systematically summarized the decrypted Chinese martial arts, clearly separating the traditional Chinese elements from the Western influences. Through comparative analysis, he identified that the essence of Mr. Lee's martial arts lies in taking strengths from others to complement one's own weaknesses—or, in other words, leveraging one's strengths while avoiding one's weaknesses. This gave Huangdao a great inspiration. He thought, in fact, many of Meiji's viewpoints were quite accurate—she required her boyfriend to be the best in three areas. And if Li Long's Chinese martial arts were mastered with the right techniques and practiced diligently, he surely could surpass anyone. Then what about the judo expert Sōsō, the karate expert Tom, and the taekwondo expert Chen Huizhen? Hee-hee, with this seasoned advantage, he would achieve a triple victory—defeating all three at once—making them all bow to him. Huangdao, with his ambition to unify the three, would stand strong against all three, confident and determined. The press launch event for the official image ambassador of Electronic Arts, Inc., took place at the Union Square in San Francisco. This square was a gift from Mayor Geary of San Francisco in 1850. It was named "Unification Square" because, during the American Civil War, it served as a series of venues for federal unification meetings. "Dai Mengna is a public figure—she certainly didn't want to be dragged around like this, drawing laughter from so many people. But Huang Liang kept pulling her, even giving up his Ferrari. He simply signaled to a security guard beside him, tossed some money over, without counting. The guard, delighted, accepted the cash and bowed deeply. 'Help! Help me!' Dai Mengna actually shouted, struggling desperately. But Huang Liang's hands were broad and strong—how could she possibly break free? Soon, a crowd gathered. One big, sturdy American man blocked Huang Liang's path, shouting, 'Hark! A yellow-skinned pig dares to touch our American girl! Is he losing his mind?' 'Hit him! Don't let him get away!' The crowd roared with enthusiasm—mostly American young men who had their eyes on Dai Mengna's beauty, even if they didn't necessarily expect to win her over. They wanted to see this Chinese youngster's moment of triumph spoiled. High-light's situation was now critical. The American man stepped in. Since High-light was holding onto Dai Mengna, he had no chance to defend himself—his forehead took a solid punch, and he gasped, "Ouch!" before collapsing to the ground. This left Dai Mengna in panic, though it was too late. The American man then stepped on High-light's abdomen with a firm foot, pressing hard and causing his face to flush. "Please! Let him go!" Dai Mengna pleaded desperately. Dai Mengna was wearing high heels and, unable to dodge, was suddenly pulled by the big man. She desperately called for help, but the people around had grown indifferent—after all, no one anymore cared whether someone was a lecher; being a spectator was the best option. Even if they couldn’t themselves enjoy the scene with a beautiful woman, at least they could watch others doing so! Dai Mengna’s slender body kept struggling and pleading, yet her efforts proved futile. The big man’s hands, already eager, were now inching toward her two large, graceful legs. Dai Mengna watched his eyes and could hardly believe how intensely lustful they had become—this was truly a lecher! She was terrified. Just as the situation reached its most critical point, the big man’s head was suddenly struck hard. He let out a sharp cry of pain, clutching his head and collapsing to the ground. Dameona was terrified when she saw Gao Liang standing up. With his right hand clenched tightly, his muscles stood out perfectly—anyone could see that Gao Liang had delivered a powerful punch to the head of the tall man. "Come with me!" Gao Liang pulled Dameona firmly. Inside, Dameona didn't know what emotions were swirling through her, and at that moment, she no longer struggled or cried out. Dai Mengna gently touched her husband's bright forehead and abdomen, deeply moved and asked, "Is it painful?" "What do you think?" Gao Liang replied. "It must be terribly painful!" Dai Mengna felt her heart ache. "For you, I can..." Gao Liang's words trailed off as Dai Mengna covered his lips with her delicate hands. She was deeply touched and softly said, "Husband! I know!" Gao Liang gazed at Dai Mengna, who in turn looked deeply into his eyes, and without hesitation, leaned in to kiss her. The two of them passionately embraced and kissed. Just after their kiss, a voice was heard outside the room: "Ladies and gentlemen, what a joyful day today! Please join us now and dance to this lively rhythm! Sing along!" "Wow! It's a ball!" Dai Mengna pulled away her lips, beaming with excitement and exclaimed, "Husband, let's go! The ball here is absolutely lively!" "说完，也不管高亮是否同意，便拉着高亮的手往外跑。 Saint Francis Hotel, second floor, main ballroom. The ballroom was bustling with couples dancing, the atmosphere vibrant and lively. At that moment, a beautiful piece of music began to play. Daimona, possessing exceptional musical talent, sang it fluently. Her voice was sweet and rich, truly like heavenly music, and high-light listened, feeling as if honey had flowed through his heart. Daimona's flawless rendition of "Be My Princess," originally performed by renowned singer Ho Yau-san, in Chinese, surpassed even the original version, prompting high-light to clap spontaneously.