Chapter 130: A Drifter in this World, a Life Spent in Mist and Rain

Rain poured down like a waterfall. It washed away the pooled blood and fragmented corpses littering the Qingding Military Drill Ground. Bean-sized droplets pitter-pattered against the eaves. The sudden downpour soaked everyone present, shaking them out of their stunned, terrified reverie. They hurriedly sought shelter from the rain.?Even those influential figures now looked drenched and bedraggled, but even so, they instinctively looked toward the platform. There, they saw a youth in robes,...