Chi Wenyan listened to the voice and lifted the lantern in his hand to light the way.
The firelight from the lantern dispelled the darkness, making the three blurry figures behind the rain curtain a bit clearer.
Amidst them stood a young man in the center.
In the night rain, the youth had a notably tall and straight posture, with thick eyebrows and bright eyes, his features remarkably handsome and vibrant.
On either side of him were women; the woman on his right wore black clothes and had dark hair and snow-white skin, standing in the heavy rain like a unique figure full of tranquility from afar.
Such bone structure should belong to a woman of exceptional beauty, yet up close her features were utterly ordinary, plain and unremarkable, inevitably a disappointment.
