Suddenly, the sky behind the wooden door shifted dramatically.
What had been a sunny sky now melded into a downpour that would catch anyone off guard.
Song Shuhang had anticipated a weather change, but the storm's intensity was unexpected. He couldn't even raise his shield before getting soaked.
Normally, given Song Shuhang's stature as a Venerable, a storm wouldn't dampen him. But the rain in the three-eyed youth's world was different.
Even Senior Three-Eyed had gotten soaked, so it was no surprise Song Shuhang had too.
Only the eyeball butler remained unaffected.
As Song Shuhang made his appearance, the butler had already procured a large steel umbrella, opening it in silence. It protected against both rain and hail. Its only drawback? Its weight.
Outside the door, the fat ball boss's smurf ascended to the Wealth Throne's pinnacle, just outside the door.
