The members of the Fourth and Fifth clan were killed by the guards of the Ghost King, and the faces of the Chi Clan and the Ninth Clan were extremely dark.
"Tick—"
A drop of rain fell, just on the back of Sima You Yue's hand. The cool touch gave her a familiar feeling.
She looked up at the sky, curled her lips and smiled.
Other people also felt the raindrops fall. It was a little strange how could it rain in this kind of weather, and how could Sima You Yue be so happy to see it rain?
"It's over..." Before Mo Zhi asked, she spoke first, and smiled at him, "We won."
Um? They haven't seen the result yet, how does she know it's over?
The rain fell on them, instead of dampening their clothes, but sticking to them.
"This rain is amazing." Someone said in surprise.
