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How Young Master Quan Pursues His Wife

This is a hot-blooded story. This is a story of growth. # Mo Shangjun, after an extraordinary encounter with a cunning fox, was as beautiful as a vase. Rumor had it, she was capricious, crafty, a living rogue! Ya Tianxing, the mysterious captain of the Ace Special Warfare, was as handsome as a devil. Rumor had it, he was callous, brutal, a living tyrant! In reality— Both were high-level "appearance supremacists"! The day they met, she was hanging onto Ace's shoulder with a hooligan’s flair, yet her words were earnestly persuasive, "If you want me, it's not impossible, but first, you've got to pay with your charm!" "Deal!" The gavel came down. Thus, the emotional journey of the old fox and the young rogue began amidst a different type of fervor. # This is the story of two fiends, and when fiends clash head-on, if they want to avoid a life-or-death struggle, then the only option is to enjoy a thorough feast! This is also a story of youthful ardor, with blood and tears. When the youth facing no regrets meets an increasingly powerful nation, what reason do we have not to be passionately stirred? # We love our country, so we have no regrets drenching our past weaknesses with sweat; We love our country, so we selflessly guard the lives of strangers with our blood. ——Mo Shangjun # [The Chapter of Passion] "Relying on oneself is too exhausting. Having a belief makes life a bit easier." ——What is your belief? ——You.

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117, Liang Zhiqiong is a prime example of being brave but lacking strategy [Second Update]_1

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As the competition began, many thought it was going to be a night of tireless struggle.

However, as time passed, the jungle remained eerily calm.

One by one, groups were seeking alliances.

A solitary group might be strong, but could easily be wiped out by a collective attack.

Yet if average-strength groups joined forces, they could potentially hold off strong groups and possibly even break through them.

Thus, shortly after the competition started, things took an odd turn—instead of fighting upon meeting, groups would ask each other about the willingness to ally.

At the temporary camp, inside a tent.

The rain outside had lessened a bit; it wasn't as loud as before, and the voices inside were getting quieter too.

In front of a pile of instruments sat Xiu Chunyun and Peng Yuqiu.

They listened to reports while conversing.

"Will the captain come over?" Xiu Chunyun asked.

"He should, once it gets light."

Peng Yuqiu's answer was extremely decisive.