At noon, wind rose over the East Sea, sweeping in ten thousand miles of dark clouds that pressed down over Dragon Creek City. Though no rain had fallen yet, the city looked gray and dim, and pedestrians hurried along, afraid the heavens would open the next instant.
Whoosh.
The rain came without warning. Bean-sized drops pattered down on Dragon Creek City, raising a thick rain mist and clearing the streets of pedestrians. In mere moments, only Zhang Yuan remained, walking toward the Chen Residence.
He had spent nearly a year in the Mountain-Sea Profound Yellow Realm. After returning to the Azure Firmament Dust-Dyed Realm, he had first stayed at Sun-Moon Cliff for three months, then remained with the Hengyang Lu Clan until the Chaos Calamity arrived.
Counting it up, more than two years had passed since he attained the rank of Celestial Person, and he had not visited Dragon Creek City in those two years.
Although Chen Xinqiao was still at Sun-Moon Cliff and had not returned, since he was already in Dragon Creek City, he would visit the Chen Residence first and give her father, Chen Qinkuai, the good news that she would soon be coming home.
Raindrops kept falling from the sky, but any that came toward Zhang Yuan veered away on their own before touching him, owing to his celestial mid-stage status. As long as he did not want the rain to touch him, he remained dry.
"Young master, it's raining mighty hard. I happen to have an umbrella here. Why don't you take it?"
Just then.
Footsteps suddenly sounded behind him, accompanied by a familiar, simple and earnest voice.
Hearing this, Zhang Yuan turned to look at the farmhand behind him and asked, "If I take your umbrella, what will you use?"
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