SPLASH—
Rain fell in a dense, unbroken sheet from the gloomy sky. The biting gales unique to the Cold Palace Sword Mansion swept up the needle-like, bone-chilling drops, imbuing each one with a heart-piercing cold.
Ye Liyuan stood alone in the freezing rain.
Her drenched, dark hair clung to the side of her neck. Her simple white robes were soaked through, clinging to her body and outlining a thin, frail silhouette.
She seemed to have forgotten to use her Spiritual Qi to ward off the cold, simply enduring the icy rain's assault numbly. Her shoulders trembled slightly, and her once-rosy lips were now frozen and tinged with blue.
But Ye Liyuan paid no mind to her own shivering body.
She just kept numbly trying to activate the Transmission Token in her hand, which she gripped so tightly it had begun to crack.
BZZT—
BZZT—
The busy tone of the Transmission Token was incessant amidst the downpour.
"Ah Han, where in the world did you go?"
