The torrential rain poured relentlessly from the sky, creating a dense curtain that made it impossible to see the ground more than two yards away. If a drizzle was like silk, then the current rainfall was like a beaded curtain.
Qin Yuesheng rode swiftly on the official road, relying on Inner Strength to isolate himself, his clothes remained as dry as they were before, completely unaffected by the rain.
However, the horse beneath him was not so fortunate, its mane and tail were drenched and dripping wet, swinging with water droplets scattering.
"This weather really is cursed." Qin Yuesheng said, looking up at the sky.
Logically speaking, the range of rainfall is related to the clouds above. As long as you can run out of the raining clouds, you can escape the curtain of rain. Yet, Qin Yuesheng had traveled one or two miles already but still saw no sign of the rain thinning or stopping. Clearly, he hadn't truly reached the end.
"Sigh, I hate rainy days the most."
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