Let me see who still hasn't evolved.

Upon closer consideration, Chen Bo indeed wasn't particularly interested in such news. Faced with a choice between a sizzling dance routine and a geographic documentary on the same screen, he knew himself well enough to admit that if he hesitated for more than half a second, he’d lose. Luo Xiyun grabbed another cushion, hugged it to her chest, and pressed her forehead against it in silence.

To ensure Malashenko's transport operation went smoothly, Colonel Baranovsky, commander of the entire dock and the Ladoga Lake fleet, had drawn a large number of dock workers and Red Navy sailors to assist before nightfall fully settled. Moreover, the Grand Patron was the superior of their superiors—the boss of their boss—someone not to be offended without permission. Those who could come here, apart from the most loyal devotees, were only the high officials and powerful figures from various major factions.

“Heh, Su Qing, don’t take offense. Jianpeng is just like that—cold outside, warm inside. Once you get to know him, you’ll understand,” Tian Hao hurriedly explained to Su Qing, sensing the awkward atmosphere.

“At last, a law I can grasp in its entirety—truly moving,” Chen Bo wiped his brow, feeling a spark of hope rekindle in his life. Companies like Wanhua, with assets in the billions, were merely one of many subsidiaries under the Tianluo Group.

Though Shirou Emiya’s abilities surprised the Lady Shining, she was confident in her ownership of the Sword of Separation and felt no fear of Shirou Emiya.

Fragmented and broken, the German rearguard’s desperate resistance was doomed, yet their final efforts, paid with their lives, undoubtedly delayed the Soviet advance to some extent.

He and his wife remained loving after many years of marriage. When inviting Song Liangsheng, he requested that Song bring his wife as well.

I strive to keep things as they were, believing she is my sister, Wu Yi’s sister, nothing more.

The matter itself was dubious. Who was lying—Nie Fang’er or her so-called “family”?

As soon as the words left my mouth, Zhuo Jiaxu’s gaze sharpened, his hands flipped into palms, and he darted close, almost nose-to-nose with Chu Nan.

Whether the Crown Prince should be spared had little to do with Nie Fenghua. She simply promised Jin’er and Hua Hua not to take risks herself, so naturally, she wouldn’t venture into the prince’s military camp. She was now searching for another way to resolve the crisis.

I frowned at those words. Why did Shen Qing say that? From what I knew of Qin Qian, she truly was a kind-hearted girl.

Chu Nan nodded gravely; he understood now. The Yamamoto Group would stop at nothing to secure the project. In Beijing, they’d pull every string possible, so he had to race against time.

“I’m not him. You’ve got the wrong person. If there’s nothing else, I’m leaving. Thank you.” The silver-haired man shook his head, his tone tinged with hostility, his eyes locking on me.

All three possessed the same cultivation level. Faced with the aggressive Lingci, they immediately unleashed their unique powers to resist the encroaching magnetic domain.

Now everyone understood: Chairman Jiang had taken a fancy to this formidable unit. This team had skyrocketed out of nowhere, becoming imperial guards overnight. With future victories, their rise would be assured.

Before he could react, a thunderous explosion shook the interior of the Longxiang. The deck beneath the sentry’s feet trembled violently; he reached for the railing, only to find it shaking just as fiercely.

Northern winter nights come early and leave late. At nearly four in the morning, darkness still reigned.

It’s worth noting that while the Imperial and Xuzu armies were busy preparing, the Violet Mist Group appeared tense but made no substantial moves, even after the first scouts returned.

Now, seeing Lan Qing at death’s door, Ji Gang felt as if his heart had been hollowed out; panic and pain stabbed at him relentlessly.

Temporarily blind, he couldn’t control his flying sword. I stamped my foot and charged at Jin Peng! At the same time, my right hand turned to flame, reaching for his thick clothing. If I could set him ablaze, he’d surely panic.

Soon Bai Xiyun quietly instructed Xilai, who bowed and departed, while Bai Xiyun returned to Qi Miao’s side.

Jiang Shan’s brows furrowed tightly, his eyes blazing as he watched the battlefield. The Japanese forces had gone mad, launching attacks heedless of casualties. The deaths and cries of their wounded only fueled their ferocity, determined to crush the Falcon Special Forces into dust.

Zhu Gaochi saw deep worry in his mother’s eyes. He understood her concerns, but his own sense of mission was even clearer.

Lan Qing, seeing his earnest words and unrestrained demeanor, was reminded of her dear friend Ye Yu, and couldn’t help but feel a touch of closeness.