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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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"I wasn't captured, indeed."

Six words, languid and casual, utterly composed.

In that instant, a sudden clap of thunder broke through the night sky, as though lightning had ferociously cleaved the air, splitting both Liang Zhiqiong and Lin Qi into halves.

Fuck!

Both cursed inwardly, then exchanged glances.

Following that, they heard rustling overhead, the leaves gently brushing against each other, branches swaying abnormally, figures moving through the air, stirring unusual currents, and a cold breeze sweeping down from above.

The series of sounds came quickly, and the two swiftly looked up to see a dark silhouette.

Mo Shangjun grasped the branch above their heads, swung half a circle in the air, and descended, letting go to land steadily on the ground.

They stared at Mo Shangjun for a few moments, finally confirming that it was indeed Shangjun.

Damn, this was really bizarre.

"What are you doing here?"