Here, steady your footing.

"This is delicious!"
"This is delicious too!"
Ruan Li held a handful of snacks on the food street, sharing the majority of them with Xu Mo.
"Ruanruan, wait a moment..." Before Xu Mo could finish his sentence, he saw Ruan Li’s figure darting toward the entrance of another snack stall.
He followed at a leisurely pace, arriving just in time to see her emerging, beaming with joy as she clutched another freshly purchased treat.
Xu Mo naturally took them from her hands.

Qiu Xuan slowly opened his eyes; having been deprived of sunlight for so long, he was clearly unaccustomed to the brightness.
Winnie knew her father’s strength, so she did not follow him. If her father could not resolve the situation, her presence would only be a burden; it was better to stay home and wait for news.
"Chekhov! Give an account of your activities in the Soviet Union. I have an important mission for you!"

Because of the involvement of the Grand Mistress, and with Xie Lingyun using various excuses to obstruct things several times in the beginning, Xie Pingfan luckily escaped a disaster. It was not until the actual day of Xie Tingjun’s wedding that he finally accompanied Xie Lingyun, Xue Renjie, and the Sixth Mistress to the Xie Residence.

Among them, there was only one person Yiyu recognized: Blood Mania. The pair of blood-colored wings on his back and those ruthless eyes were easily identifiable marks.
"Where exactly did you go that day?" the Sword Saint asked. "After I left the secret realm, I searched for you for two months without finding a trace. I almost thought you were dead." Having searched everywhere for Qiu Xuan to no avail, he could not help but voice his confusion now that Qiu Xuan had appeared before him.

The Thousand Illusion Treasure Garment could isolate the spiritual sense detection of Foundation Establishment cultivators, but as a spiritual artifact, it was useless against a Golden Core cultivator.
"Zhang Qiao is dead," An Changpu said, offering only those four simple words. He did not directly tell Zhu Tianlei the specific cause or the state of Zhang Qiao's body.

High above the War God City, within the dense cloud layer, a crimson beam of light shot into the sky, piercing the black clouds and lingering for a long time before dissipating.
Yet, looking at the monster Bao Qi had created with his own hands, Qiu Xuan knew he had not made the wrong choice. Qiu Xuan could clearly sense a formidable power emanating from the creature; although it did not seem particularly strong to him, and could not compare to his own, it was already beyond what an ordinary Xiantian master could contend with.

Because there were too many speakers, Ryan O'Neill, Chairman of the Board of the RAND Corporation, had to sit down before his speech was finished to listen to the others. On the surface, he showed no signs of anger, maintaining a calm and composed demeanor.

Zhuo Lingzhao leaped toward the deep valley. Suddenly, he sighed toward the heavens, tears streaming down his face, and said softly, "May I be a swordsman again in the next life!" A sword glow erupted, but it was directed toward his own body.

The great hall was filled with clamor—curses and laughter echoed back and forth. The man ignored everyone. He had already lain back down on the stretcher, intending to sleep, when suddenly he sat up again, eyes fixed outside the temple doors, tilting his head as if listening to something.

Zhao Yunsheng had spent the entire afternoon entertaining her, and seeing her again now, the thought of her fair, skin made him unable to suppress his impulses.

From Liu Gang, Lin Tiansheng had already learned the hiding place of the Blood Infant Monster, Su Pinheng, but the location was extremely secretive and not suitable for Iron Man to unleash his power.

Holding both Night-Slaying swords in his left hand, Xiao Wen turned around and looked toward Zhang Hu and his brother on the opposite bank with great satisfaction.

In the morning glow of the next day, Peng Dehuai watched as the armored lieutenant general—whom he did not particularly like but who was highly favored by Chang Ruiqing—boarded a He-111 passenger plane and flew in the direction of the Indian Ocean.

Once the conditions were essentially ripe, Guo Zhuocheng did not let the special forces continue gathering intelligence. Instead, he ordered them to quickly infiltrate Guiyang to launch a surprise attack on the airport there, seizing as many of Chiang Kai-shek's planes as possible, especially the pilots. In any era, pilots were the most precious talent; the more, the better.