"Not bad." Tang Zheng closed his umbrella, shaking off the water droplets and placing it by the door, before taking in the view of the supermarket. A battle must have occurred here as the shelves were scattered and half destroyed, with various debris scattered about. The little Lolita had not cleaned up.
"Come in and sit down, would you like a drink?" Yu Manli maintained her usual hospitality. No matter what little schemes she might have, she was always respectful in front of Tang Zheng.
On the roof, rain formed into rivulets that stream down the eaves like waterfalls, splashing against the ground below and creating a constant hum of white noise.
"Whatever." Tang Zheng stood at the entrance, taking a deep breath. The moist air hit him right in the face. He glanced at the sky and saw dark clouds looming. This rain was likely to continue.
