The sky was heavy with clouds, lightning occasionally flashing.
"It's about to rain."
Wu Yue lifted his head, looking at the roof of the Great Pudu Temple, and uttered these words.
He had been waiting for several hours.
From dawn till noon, several groups of people had entered the Great Pudu Temple... the young disciples of the Martial Sect were all anxiously waiting, even Lin Yu was somewhat impatient, but he was in no rush at all.
Some things were destined to happen—
Just like the densely gathered clouds right now, rain was bound to pour soon.
Today at the Great Pudu Temple, that man was certain to come.
From the edge of the crowd came a bustle of noise, Wu Yue turned around and saw that the bustling crowd had parted to create a path, the man he had been waiting for had indeed arrived.
And it wasn't just Xie Zhen.
On either side of Xie Zhen, there was a young man in cloth garb and a beautiful girl.
"Please make way, please make way."
