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Chapter 7: The Mantis Hunts the Cicada Inside, the hall was brightly lit. Dancers moved with gentle songs and graceful twists, delicate as spring orchids, swirling over the red carpet. Smiles adorned their faces, but cold sweat gathered on their backs—for two blade-like gazes were sweeping among them, sharp and merciless. An old man with white hair reclined behind a polished rosewood table, drinking in silence. After a long pause, he finally spoke: “Yu Yin… I must have disturbed you…- 450.2 K • Completed
Proof that gentle persuasion works, Fu Siting reluctantly nodded. However, he still tried to save Li Fei money, foregoing his favorite large-scale exhibit and instead showing them the smallest one. Finally, he stood in front of a small fox figurine and refused to leave. Li Fei: "..." "It's nothing," he couldn't help but chuckle, "Your cup, your toys, are all little foxes. You really like little foxes that much?" "That's true, who wouldn't like a clever, cunning red-haired puppy?" Fu…- 72.1 K • Ongoing
The idea of incorporating mercenary elements into special forces had been debated for a long time from the very beginning. Special forces operations generally involved reconnaissance and infiltration, behind-the-lines strikes, targeted assassinations, hostage rescues, counterterrorism, and so on. Situations like the one in Malaysia were extremely rare. Still, after much consideration of various factors, the proposal had been approved in the end. As for how those elements would actually be incorporated,…- 185.4 K • Completed
- When he returned to the rental house, it was precisely two o'clock in the morning. A sliver of light leaked from the crack under the door on the left. Jiang Ruo knocked twice before gently pushing it open, revealing An He struggling to sit up. Hastily stepping forward to press his shoulders, Jiang Ruo helped him lie back down again. From the inner pocket of his suit, he retrieved a neatly folded stack of cash. "Are you at ease now?" An He weakly shook his head. "I was worried about you." "What…
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- After washing, Zhou Song changed into fresh clothes and draped a thick fox fur over his shoulders before stepping out of the hall. A cold wind whipped against Zhou Song’s face, but thankfully, the midday breeze wasn’t as biting as the morning chill. He could endure it. He wasn’t entitled to ride in a sedan chair A sedan chairis a portable, covered seat for one person that was carried on poles by two people, historically used for transportation, especially in the 17th and 18th centuries. These…
- Chapter 33 The Second Order On this ordinary Wednesday morning, the district-school joint sports meet was being held at Manjing No. 6 Middle School. The classrooms were all empty, and the playground was filled with thunderous cheers. The bright morning light shone on the track in front from the side, and the strong cheers filled his ears. After Yu Xiaowen grabbed the baton, he immediately ran forward with all his strength. "Come on! Come on!" Yu Xiaowen felt his blood…
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Hamin checked and saw that it was exactly the fifteenth call ringing. In the end he sighed and moved his steps toward the company dinner place. They had rented out an entire big room. It was not only noisy but painful to the ears. The crackling sound of meat grilling, the loud voices of people sharing joy, the thumping sound of someone putting his feet up on the table and drinking beer like water. In the middle of that racket Hamin slipped into the farthest corner and quietly flipped the meat. It was…- 160.1 K • Completed
Hyung cares about me, he cares not, he cares about me, he cares not, he cares about me……. “He cares not……” Plucking the last petal, Jung Pureum threw the pitiful, stem-only rose to the floor. Jung Saebom, who had been watching his pathetic display, clicked her tongue. “You’ve really lost your mind.” “I am perfectly normal.” “What are you talking about? You’ve always been abnormal.” A friendly conversation flowed between the siblings. When Jung Pureum raised his…- 199.5 K • Ongoing
Everyone in class knew that Wu Ailang was filthy rich.Getting accepted into the Zhuzhao Spiritbond Academy wasn't easy. After all, each year only had 20-25 spots, and Professor Ji Xuan couldn't handle more than that, lest he be split in two.Most of the slots at the Spiritbond Academy were taken up by talented descendants from noble families, members of the Spiritbond Master Association, employees from the Special Affairs Bureau, and the like. For an ordinary person to enter the Spiritbond Academy was…- 205.2 K • Completed
- A person's attention would sometimes be scattered for one reason or another. For example, at first, he couldn't concentrate on the questions because seeing Yun Xiaoxu reminded him of the past. Now it was because of Yan Mu, his entire mind filled with everything Yan-ge had said. Jiang Zhihuo absentmindedly filled out a practice paper, struggled through a few major questions, then took out his phone and sent a message to Zong Bei. Jiang Zhihuo: Son, it's over. Jiang Zhihuo: Oh no, it's…
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