One question, to one question, made Xiong Zi Ying's, and the men's faces turned cold and dark as if the storm was brewing.
Outside, roaring of the thunder resounded in the starless sky, the blue lightning flashed, and the thunder boomed.
People could hear the rumble of the thunder in the distance. The sizzling sound of rain echoed, and it poured down heavily.
A cold gust of wind blew on everyone's skin; they looked outside, and the heavy curtain of rain with the white fog was clearly displayed in front of their eyes.
It rained heavily all of a sudden, so they didn't have time to close the window when the raindrops splashed on the rocks and wood outside as they splattered on the skin of those who stood near the windows.
