Amidst this atmosphere, a horse-drawn carriage sped along the main road.
The weather had been sunny just a few days ago, but it had recently taken a turn for the worse. Even the number of carriages on the main road had dwindled.
Atop the carriage, Ouyang Sword drove while watching the dark clouds gather in the sky. He turned his head and asked.
"Brother Shen, the clouds are getting darker. I'm afraid it's going to pour soon. Why don't we rest for a bit at the next town?"
Shen Bai's voice came from inside the carriage.
"Alright. Thank you, Brother Ouyang."
Ouyang Sword chuckled but didn't reply, simply continuing to drive the carriage.
The clouds in the sky grew thicker. A chilly drizzle began to fall, and in just a moment, the rain grew heavier, splashing mud all over the main road.
The drizzle turned into a downpour, constantly pelting the ground.
Ouyang Sword, still driving the carriage, furrowed his brow.
Then, he pulled the reins tight.
