Rain stood silently, watching the young man in white, who nodded approvingly.
"Brother Xuanyuan, right? You've come to the right place. It's clear you're not the kind to mix with lowlifes like him."
He glanced down at the man writhing in pain on the ground, his gaze filled with disdain.
"You should be grateful someone helped you just now, or you'd be long gone. Never come to Chongxuan City again. If you do, you won't leave in one piece."
The words were sharp and final, as if Rain's presence alone commanded the scene. The man on the ground trembled, still clutching his side in pain. His eyes flickered toward Rain, full of fear, regret, or perhaps something else.
But whatever words he wanted to say, they never made it out. He just limped away, disappearing into the shadows of the city.
