「East Sea City.」
It was Tuesday. Yan Jiangxue sat alone by the windowsill, pursing her lips as she watched the flashes of sword light erupting across the horizon.
"They're fighting again..." she grumbled. "How long is this going to last...? I wonder what Lu Xuan is up to right now."
Feeling the building tremble and thinking about how the entire city was under lockdown because of this war between Immortals, the young girl grew even more resentful.
After a moment's thought, she made a phone call.
"My dearest girl, what made you think of calling your old dad today?" a middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the line.
"Dad!" Yan Jiangxue said, propping her chin on her hand. "There are Immortals fighting outside East Sea City. They've been at it for three days now, and I don't like it!"
Over the phone, the middle-aged man thought for a moment before saying:
