"Boom, boom, boom—"
Amidst the thundering, dark clouds swirled in the night sky, the murky firmament pressing down upon the earth as if oppressing it. Rain threads, cascading from the heavens, swept across the vast wilderness in the howling, bitter wind.
This place was a desolate land in Cangzhou, an expansive wilderness, devoid of human presence, save for an ancient road that stretched from afar and extended into solitude.
As the night deepened, the rain began to fall more heavily.
By the ancient road in the storm-wracked wilderness, stood a lone light that shone, unwavering, no matter how ferocious the storm.
The light came from an old inn.
The torrential rain and gale calmed as they neared the inn, the wind gently stirring the weeds in front of the inn's door, and the rain quietly moistening the ground by the entrance.
"Clip-clop, clip-clop—"
