Brothers and sisters, keep pushing! The third volume of this book is nearing its end. Stand tall! The weather is great today; get some exercise, won't you? As for what kind of exercise... well, tsk tsk, you tell me?

It’s hard to say exactly when the atmosphere at Fudan University began to shift, becoming increasingly abnormal. Although there were no overtly visible battles, the undercurrent of hostility was gradually thickening the air.

“Second Brother, do you think we should attack Nangong San and the others’ major family industries first, or move to encircle and destroy their power base?” Ye Xiaohou sought the opinion of Fatty Lin.

“What do you think?” Fatty Lin asked, a touch of confusion in his voice upon hearing Ye Xiaohou’s question.

“This… I’m not entirely sure. If we start with their industrial assets, that will be incredibly troublesome!”

“Exactly. Damn it, Brother Yi said he dislikes trouble. Since this approach is going to be troublesome, we only have one choice: strike directly at the heart of the enemy stronghold!”

“Strike directly at the heart?” Ye Xiaohou’s expression shifted, and he asked, “Start by attacking the peripheral forces of Nangong San’s families?”

“No, we should launch a direct assault on their main base, catch them completely off guard. After all, now is a perfect opportunity; the government has already started making moves,” Fatty Lin smirked sinisterly.

“En, that’s right… A decisive battle to settle things once and for all is simpler and faster than a slow encirclement. Good, let’s do that.”

“But, Fourth Brother, when should we make our move?”

“Naturally, at night—tomorrow night. Today, we’ll arrange manpower first. And look over there!” Ye Xiaohou pointed towards the sports field, a mysterious smile playing on his lips.

“Holy crap, the military is here?” Fatty Lin stared at the green uniforms, realizing these soldiers were different from those during the initial military training, and his heart lurched.

“It looks like things are about to get interesting this time.”

“Not just interesting for us to watch—Nangong San and his lot are in deep trouble, which conveniently helps us!”

“Exactly! Haha!”

As the two stood there, grinning while watching the soldiers in uniform, Nangong San and his allies were indeed facing immense trouble. If the populace is the nation’s foundation, then students are the potential pillars of the country. For Nangong San and his group to be using students in deadly experiments would inevitably alarm the government and bring them serious trouble. Consequently, Nangong San and his cohorts were now hopping around frantically like ants tossed into boiling water.

“What should we do about this situation? Sigh, this is all my fault for being too hasty!” Tang Shen said, filled with regret.

“Don’t panic yet. We must remain composed!” Nangong San stated grimly.

“Brother Nangong, what do you suggest we do now? If they uncover the Six Carat…”

“It’s hard to say. Although they know we’ve been using the virus on the students, they don’t yet possess sufficient vessels for testing. What we need to do now is hold steady. No matter what happens, we must remain calm. As long as we adamantly deny everything, I believe they won't have much recourse against us. Furthermore, even if they discover the truth, they won’t dare do too much to us. Given the influence our three families wield in Huaxia, this alone isn't enough for them to eliminate us!” Nangong San finished in one breath, his eyes fixed intently on the soldiers downstairs.

In truth, he felt uneasy, because under normal circumstances, even if the government knew about this, it wouldn't warrant deploying soldiers—perhaps just some police officers. Clearly, sending soldiers indicated the gravity of the matter and how highly the nation regarded it.

“It looks like things are about to kick off. The government sending heavy troops here means Nangong San and his faction are likely reaching their end,” Gongsun Ce murmured, shaking his head slightly as he watched the soldiers from the doorway of another classroom.

“Alas, there’s no choice. Perhaps the Eight Great Families of Huaxia began to change precisely because they encountered him. Sometimes I wonder if our families have existed for too long, and it’s time for us to fade into obscurity in Huaxia’s history,” Shangguan Tengfei sighed mournfully as he walked over.

“Cousin, shouldn't you be with your cousin?” Gongsun Ce asked, suddenly curious. Usually, Shangguan Tengfei and Shangguan Yunmeng were inseparable, so seeing him alone now was quite surprising.

“Don’t change the subject. Tell me first what Nangong San and the others plan to do next,” Shangguan Tengfei said with a faint smile.

“What they’ll do?” Gongsun Ce seemed to find the question quite amusing. He replied, “The current game is already a dead end. Nangong San and his group only face two possible outcomes now!”

“Two outcomes?” Shangguan Tengfei asked with keen curiosity, “What are those two outcomes?”

“One is total annihilation without a burial place, and the other is complete ruin of their reputation!”

“How so?”

Gongsun Ce smiled mysteriously before continuing, “Haven't you noticed? On one side is the State, and on the other is the Black God Gang!”

“This…” Shangguan Tengfei seemed to grasp it somewhat, looking slightly stunned. “Perhaps it’s just as you say: the Black God Gang will ensure they have no place to rest in peace, and the State will destroy their reputations. But I suspect it’s not just that, is it?”

“Cousin, are you referring to the British Royal Family?”

“Don't you think so?”

“No, no!” Gongsun Ce shook his head. “The British Royal Family is about to run into trouble soon too.”

“Trouble? What do you mean by that?”

“Cousin, haven't you noticed that while there are two people over there, we are missing one person on our campus?” Gongsun Ce pointed toward the two figures beneath a large tree not far away.

“Could it be…” Shangguan Tengfei’s eyes widened. After glancing at the two people, he said, “It seems we are destined to be supporting characters. Sigh!”

“Yes, the gap is too wide. Things we haven't even considered, he took care of long ago. Moreover, I heard that person from the Ye family sought him out!” When Gongsun Ce said this, a distinct chill flickered in his eyes.

Shangguan Tengfei saw and heard this, yet was still profoundly shocked as he spoke, “Someone from the Ye family went to find Yang Yi?”

“En, I heard they intend to make the Northern Underworld their target, and the two will compete fiercely!”

“…” Upon hearing this, Shangguan Tengfei stood rooted to the spot, dumbfounded. He felt a deep, instinctive dread toward the heir of the Ye family. They were contemporaries, yet their achievements spanned different eras. Truly, comparing oneself to another is maddening.

“So, all we can do is loyally form an alliance with them; let’s not entertain any crooked thoughts. In their eyes, at best, we are just slightly powerful clowns,” Gongsun Ce admitted with resignation, yet felt helpless. If one's strength is inferior, one must live a life slightly lower on the hierarchy—this is the unchangeable law of the world.

However, Gongsun Ce didn't seem overly concerned about this; instead, he seemed rather excited about the impending clash between Yang Yi and Ye Han. He murmured internally, “When their contest begins, what changes will sweep through Beijing City? That is what’s most worth anticipating.”

####################################### Meanwhile, at London International Airport in the UK, a youth wearing an iunze fedora and dressed in dig brand casual wear, along with a beautiful woman clad in a tight business suit, emerged from the terminal.

“B, welcome to the UK!”

“En, Rn, long time no see. Your head is as vibrant as ever!” The youth clapped the bald Black man with a laugh.

“Tnyuverymu!” The bald Black man looked quite embarrassed by the youth’s compliment; in fact, the bald look was his favorite style.

“Alright, stop being so formal. Take us to our lodging first; this young master is exhausted,” the youth commanded.

“YE, B!”

In a black sedan, only the bald Black man and the man and woman in the back seat pulled away from London International Airport.

“Rn, has my arrival in the UK been leaked?”

“No, B!”

“En, has the Mafia been making any moves recently?”

“None, B!”

“Damn it, can’t you speak less rigidly?” The youth glared at the bald Black man with annoyance, causing the beauty beside him to stifle a giggle.

The bald Black man looked genuinely sheepish. He explained, “Sorry, B. This is my first time officially receiving you; I’m bound to be a bit nervous. This time, I will follow your every instruction.”

“Uh-huh? Quite direct,” the youth nodded with a smile. “You don’t need to call me B either; it makes me sound like the big boss in some game!”

“YE, Young Master!”

“Haha, much better. Call me Young Master. En, has the British Royal Family been suppressing the Leice family recently?” The youth suddenly furrowed his brow, seeming to attach great importance to this matter.

“They haven't, not directly. However, Young Master, it seems the British Royal Family has been interacting quite frequently with the Mafia lately,” Rn, the bald Black man, reported.

“Heh, their close dealings aren’t surprising. What is strange is that they haven't acted against you people stationed in Britain,” the youth—who was none other than Yang Yi, that rogue—said, staring out the window with a dark, sardonic smile.

“They did try to move against us for a while, but for some unknown reason, they let the matter drop later on.”

“Oh? How interesting?” Yang Yi smiled faintly. “It seems my trip to Britain this time will be much more interesting than the last one. Haha!”

“YE, wishing Young Master a pleasant journey!” Feng Shi, who was sitting beside him, seized the opportunity to interject.

“Haha!”

Laughter filled the car. How harmonious this world seemed! As for whether it truly was, the Buddha said: It cannot be spoken, it cannot be spoken!