The rain grew heavier, beating down on the umbrella with a crackling sound. Although Yan Shu and Xiao Jihan were sharing the umbrella, they used a bit of spiritual power to shield themselves from the wind and rain. The reason was simple: both of them had a slight cleanliness obsession and disliked the sticky and damp feeling.
As they chatted aimlessly, they made their way to the location Yuwen Che had mentioned. Yan Shu didn’t dare to delve too deeply into conversation because she knew that Xiao Jihan was a very sensitive person. Especially when it came to their past, it was all a black history for him.
The experiences after entering Xuantian Sect were also unpleasant. Yan Shu thought for a moment and decided that while she still held a place in his heart as a person, she should quickly clarify some uncertain matters.