Volume 1, Chapter 58: Swept Out the Door

In the afternoon, Yu Jin was keeping Xiao Jing company in the living room. Xiao Jing was squatting on the carpet nearby playing with toys, while she sat on the sofa to the side.

The vibration of her mobile phone brought her back to her thoughts.

The caller ID displayed on the screen read "Manager Zhang of Anju."

Yu Jin's eyes lit up. She stood up, walked aside, and quickly swiped to answer the call.

Therefore, this morning, Chen Qingdu, the venerated Sword Immortal holding the city wall, summoned all sword cultivators under the age of thirty who were in the Middle Five Realms to rush to the ramparts.

In Xie Yuchun's eyes, this was interpreted as her still brooding over the incident at the Qingfeng Courtyard, and a flash of sorrow immediately crossed her eyes.

"Hehe, you guys made such a huge commotion singing around here, with so many fans. Besides, your lead singer recently released an album that's taken the whole city by storm. Even if you haven't seen it, you must have heard about it, right?!" Ellie explained.

In the aftermath of a fierce battle, both the Han and Chu camps were busy reviewing the gains and losses on the battlefield and taking stock of their casualties and triumphs. It must be said that this inventory inevitably caused both sides a great deal of heartache.

Inside the dim and gloomy celestial prison, Nalan Jinxiu wore a red dress that gleamed brilliantly under the flickering firelight, making her look all the more bold and radiant.

This was because, from his extensive experience, he knew that Yang Simu's ability to maintain the "wading" range was not very large, nor could it last for long.

The implementation of the equal-field system was in itself a challenge to the major aristocratic clans, because prior to this, land had always been firmly grasped in their hands.

"Have any of you seen Luo, the administrator of the apartment building? Or do you know who he is?" Luo Xi asked.

"Hmph, I know. Do you really need to teach me this? Seriously, I suspect you must have been a teacher in the mortal realm; you love lecturing so much, and you're even more naggy than a thousand-year-old granny, hmph." Xu Meng retorted impatiently.

"You'd better be able to reach him right away, otherwise there's no need to continue this internship. You might as well just honestly live off your dividends!" Lu Mingyue glared fiercely at Ai Su with her pretty eyes, and clicked her high heels toward the pantry to brew coffee.

As one grain shop after another opened its doors, the Qi family's plan—which they had plotted and executed for over half a month—to hoard grain and drive up prices was declared bankrupt. The so-called alliance of Kaifeng grain merchants was also shattered, and the Qi family's prestige suffered a slight blow.

"Is this a volcano?" Seeing this mountain, so starkly different from the surrounding peaks, Xue Lei couldn't help muttering to himself. Its shape truly resembled a volcano.

However, after Gomez used a header to make it 2:0 and finished his wildly exaggerated celebratory dance, he was given a severe dressing down by Zhuo Yang right to his face.

The moment they met, Magni showed immense enthusiasm, completely unaware of the light radiating from the eyes hidden behind those oversized sunglasses.

"Since you've decided, then go ahead and do it. Do as you please—anyway, they can't catch you!" Manta shrugged and said indifferently.

And now, such individuals were so cordially escorting and protecting them, traversing the Sea of Demons together with them. If word of such an experience got out, probably no one would believe it.

"Is that so? Then I shall look forward to it, Ribbons." Alejandro gently swirled the fine wine in his glass, his expression relaxed as he spoke.

Gilardino received a squared pass from Zhuo Yang at the edge of the penalty arc, but before he could even turn, Mexès slid in from the right rear and cleared the ball with a clean and decisive tackle.

Yes, in memory of Sima Di—though some say it was to overturn everything from the era of Shimin—regardless of the reason, Longji chose Luoyang as his capital.

"If one cannot even let go of one's own hatred, how can one persuade others?" Dongfang Mingzhu understood in an instant, and she also understood what Xinlan had been doing earlier.

In the end, the four of them left the An family residence in a sedan that, save for the driver's seat, was packed to the brim with emergency supplies such as food, gasoline, and tents.