The next day, Shen Ningning woke to a curtain of pouring rain. The downpour had started last night and had already been falling for a full eight hours.
The maids were in the courtyard, scooping water out with basins. The drainage channels built by the artisans along the walls were completely useless.
The rain was so heavy that even the small courtyard was covered in a shallow layer of water. The maids, drenched to the bone, stood in the downpour and desperately bailed.
But when Shen Ningning looked beyond the courtyard, she saw the gushing water—SPLASHING as it rushed down the outer slope. Perhaps it was because of the gloomy sky, but the churning water looked black as it continuously surged into the yard.
Their courtyard was in a low-lying part of the Ren Mansion. Mo Lingwei took one look and grabbed Shen Ningning's wrist. "The rain is too heavy. We need to leave this place now."
