She seemed unable to hold it in any longer and suddenly sobbed out loud...!
Her shoulders shook more violently, and her crying grew louder.
Suddenly, water drops fell from the sky.
The wind hurled down the cold, icy rain that started small and gradually grew heavier.
In an instant, the sound of heavy rain filled her ears, and coldness invaded her from the ground and all directions, the large raindrops hitting her body, quickly soaking her through.
Wen Xian's figure slowly crouched down, the back of her hand against her eyes, head bowed as she wiped her tears and sobbed without end.
Her slender figure looked lonely and desolate, crouched there like a child abandoned by parents long ago.
Helpless and despairing.
She was engulfed by a vast wave of agony.
And just then, a beam of light cast over her.
That delicate figure remained crouched on the ground, under the heavens and earth, like an abandoned loner, subjected to the wind and rain with no shelter.
