Chapter 280: Being Yourself in the Rain

The ferocious downpour hit Belit at this moment, as if cleansing his soul.

As long as he crossed the trivial obstacle before him, he would be able to escape this small town.

The rain was pouring, his clothes were already drenched and even his hat couldn't fend off the droplets.

The droplets recklessly swarmed in, trickling down his slightly chubby face.

Even at this time, he felt drops of rain falling into his eyes, but he didn't really care.

Not until his eyes could no longer withstand it and he couldn't see anything would he wipe the rain from his eyes.

But that could only offer a brief respite.

For at this time, even though he hadn't stood in the torrential rain for long, his clothes were already drenched through.

The rain had soaked every inch of his garment.

Nowhere was spared: every piece of clothing was soaked through.

If he tried to wipe his eyes, it would only wring more rainwater from his clothes into his eyes.