This bout of rain in the depths of autumn gradually grew heavier.
Through the rain and under the strange gazes of the people by the side of the streets, Wu Zhu walked out of the alley and came to a fork in the path beside Tianhe Avenue. Damp rainwater slowly dripped down his clothes and the black cloth on his face. He planted his feet here and raised his head slightly to look at the Royal Palace in the distance through the misty rain.
Yesterday afternoon, Wu Zhu had also stood there and looked at the Royal Palace for a long time. Although he was a traveler from the Temple who had unconsciously followed Fan Xian to tour the world, the Royal Palace was indeed the most worthwhile visiting spot in Jingdou. It was the most majestic building. For Wu Zhu to go there two days in a row, presumably, there was some other factor influencing his decision.
