Summer rain night, Great Xia Capital City - East City Suburbs.
The street under the dim streetlights was silent, and the drizzle soaked the soldiers standing guard.
Suddenly, a spatial rift quietly opened, startling the soldiers!
Out of it came a slender figure, dressed in a gray tracksuit, a peaked cap, and white sneakers.
Such an entrance was simply astonishing!
Yet the boy's attire resembled that of an ordinary night runner... Hmm, quite strange.
"Who are you?"
"Stop!" the soldiers immediately shouted.
Du Yu pressed his hand down, turning to look at the spatial rift behind him: "I need your help, Elder Feng."
Only showing his upper half, Feng Wuheng smiled and nodded, then retreated, disappearing instantly into the spatial rift.
Guiding Wind, praised by all who use it~
After bidding farewell to Great Xia's Wind Saint, Du Yu finally turned to face forward.
