Vines shot up from the ground.
Forming a great umbrella.
Thousands of willow strands fell from the edge of the vine umbrella, Zhou Jiren stood underneath, the obscure rain threads absorbed by the withered vines, while the far end of the small street at night was tattered like an old oil painting.
Gu Shen supported his senior sister, gently setting Nan Jin down.
"The reason I knocked her out is that this scene...shouldn't have been witnessed by her. Sometimes, knowing secrets is itself a trouble. It can cause problems not just for her, but for you too."
Zhou Jiren stood in front of the curtain of rain, lost in thought for a long time, "Your ability is a huge trouble."
Gu Shen was startled.
He came to his teacher's side and released a strand of Chi Huo.
Without any external stimulus, Chi Huo was exceptionally obedient and gentle, like his own child.
A delicate flame twirled around his fingertips, sometimes leaping, sometimes lying coiled.
