Shi Yongping, Long Lan, and the others, seeing that a torrential rain was coming, all showed worried expressions on their faces.
Even Qingxuan was extremely quiet, her face filled with worry.
Her delicate little hands were tightly clasped together, a sign of her nervousness.
As time went by, the dark clouds in the sky became heavier, and suddenly, a heavy downpour slammed down, turning the whole world a blurry grey in an instant.
Many people's vision was so obscured that they could hardly see ten meters ahead.
Seeing the coming deluge, Gu Shaozong couldn't help but smile.
Shi Yongping furrowed his brows.
"With such heavy rain, Friend Yang is probably going to lose," Long Lan shook her head.
