Shelter

As night approached, darkness fell unusually early. A strong wind began to blow, and the few scattered leaves on the trees were blown off. Then, a few raindrops started to fall from the sky, gradually turning into a heavy downpour.

"It's actually raining!"

Su Zhen was awakened by the rain. The three women beside him were using their hands to shield themselves from the rain, but he was oblivious, excitedly sitting up and catching raindrops with his mouth.

It's no wonder he was so excited. Several provinces nearby hadn't seen rain for a year. He had almost forgotten what rain felt like.

Jiang Chuan saw that the rain was getting heavier, and he hurriedly urged the horse forward.

There were no villages in sight, and finding an hotel for the night seemed unlikely. They could only hope to find shelter along the road.