Throughout history, the control of such rumors has always been taken very seriously. Once a rumor erupted, there were already people handling it, but that did not stop the pouring rain, which fell like it was pouring from the heavens, blurring the entire world. The boundaries between heaven and earth grew indistinct. Groundwater surged, the Wei River roared, and all of Chang'an, even Luoyang, was in a state of panic.
"This damn weather is really uncomfortable," in a small mountain cave, Gu Tao said while hugging his knees and sitting by the fire, with a vigilant Chengying sitting beside him, and the elegant Mrs. Wen stood at the entrance of the cave, watching the pattering heavy rain in the sky.
"Stop your nonsense."
Chengying kicked Gu Tao: "Get to work!"
"If it's work, then just say so. Why be so fierce?" Gu Tao turned the fish, meat strung on branches in his hands, muttering complaints under his breath.
"Quiet down!"
