This Damn Well Is Wind

The moment he got out of the car, Su Yang was instantly drenched by the torrential rain.

The wind struck his body like an invisible wall, making it extremely difficult to move.

Su Yang had no time to worry about that. Braving the fierce wind, he hurried to the front door of a house on the left side of the car. Once he reached the entrance, he knocked on the door.

However, the floor-to-ceiling windows beside the house were pitch-black, and he could not see anything inside. While knocking, he shouted loudly in Island speech for help.

He knocked for dozens of seconds, but no one came to open the door. With no other choice, he gave up, turned around, and ran toward a house across the street.

He repeated the same words, knocking and shouting as he went.

Another few dozen seconds passed, but no one opened the door.

"Fuck!" Su Yang was almost ready to force his way in, but after thinking about it, he decided against it. If he really did that, it would count as illegally breaking into someone's home.

He changed houses again to ask for help. This time, his luck was better, because just as he ran over, the owner happened to spot him from the window.

"Kind sir!! We're tourists from the eastern lands... No, we're tourists from Hua Country! We got trapped on the street by the typhoon. Could you please take us in and help us out?"

"If you're willing to help us, I'll give you five million Island Yuan as a token of gratitude!" Su Yang shouted while knocking.

Another few dozen seconds passed. Seeing that no one was opening the door, Su Yang was preparing to knock on the next house when a faint female voice came from inside