Days flew by, and before anyone knew, half a month had passed.
This morning, clothed in a yellow raincoat and wielding dual swords, Lu Ran strolled through the gloomy rainy day.
There's an old saying: "Spring rain is as precious as oil."
Rain Alley City would say... you're talking nonsense!
Listening to the bursts of spring thunder, Lu Ran stepped over a small puddle by the roadside, splashing up some water.
"Raining again," Lu Ran muttered to himself.
Though the scene felt oppressive, having rain on every fifteenth day of the lunar month was actually a blessing.
After all, it made buildings less prone to catch fire.
Creatures possessing fire evil magic had always posed a great threat to human cities.
Lu Ran turned down a street, looking towards the small district across the water.
There stood a tall figure at the district's entrance.
She was cloaked in a wide black raincoat, under which a pale face could be seen.