The rain came down in a torrent.
Wu Wang, wearing a straw raincoat, strode into the room.
He spoke to the four Flying Dragon Cavalrymen following behind him.
"Wait outside."
"Yes, sir."
The four Flying Dragon Cavalrymen stopped and stood quietly under the veranda.
Li Hao rushed over.
When he saw the four Flying Dragon Cavalrymen standing under the veranda, his heart tightened, and his sense of unease grew stronger.
The four Flying Dragon Cavalrymen raised their hands in salute, their voices cold and stiff.
"Your subordinates greet Your Highness, Prince Dongyang."
Whether from fear or the cold rain, Li Hao couldn't help but shiver.
He tried to act as if nothing was wrong, walking past the Flying Dragon Cavalrymen with his eyes fixed straight ahead.
Wu Wang handed his still-dripping bamboo hat to a maidservant.
Seeing Prince Dongyang arrive, he immediately clasped his hands in a salute.
"This servant greets Your Highness, Prince Dongyang."
