"Boom!"
A muffled thunderclap struck right at He Jiuguang's heart!
The workers at the construction site were also dumbfounded, looking up at the sky and thinking to themselves, Couldn't this be deliberate? No rain when it's not needed, but as soon as we start, here comes the downpour?
Amid the flashes of lightning and the rumble of thunder, raindrops started to fall, and this time no one looked up at the sky; instead, they all turned their heads to look at He Jiuguang.
"..."
He Jiuguang's face was now extremely ugly.
He had exerted so much effort to resume the work, and just as everything was ready, the rain came pouring down.
He couldn't even articulate what he was feeling now—despair, anger, and a sense of dignity being trampled to smithereens.
As the rain grew heavier, the workers scrambled for shelter, but He Jiuguang just stood there, gasping for air in huge breaths.
