Because of carrying too many things, although it doesn't count for much in terms of weight, the large volume indeed caused trouble for the Qilin's speed.
This led to the Qilin, although it had already quickened its steps, still not managing to run out of the range of these large rain clouds before the raindrops fell from the sky.
Spring rain naturally darkens the sky, and now as Lann returns at noon, the journey has advanced to late afternoon nearing evening.
So the whole world suddenly became dim.
The sky was filled with fish-scale clouds; trees on both sides of the river rooted in yellow soil, wind passing through leaves and branches, making the shadows of trees sway while carrying a mournful whistling sound.
The shady silhouettes in the forest and bushes rustled, as if at any moment Water Ghosts, Swamp Witches, and similar monsters might leap out from within.
