Raindrops fell slantwise, splashing into a misty flower at their feet; between the sky and the earth remained only a gray haze, making the already dark sky appear even more somber.
With each step Li Mo took, he could feel the sticky sensation from the bottom of his boots. Even the official road would become incredibly muddy on a rainy day, with ruts forming traps on either side, turning the road's center into a swamp.
"Master, there seems to be a village ahead." Li Ziyan tugged at his sleeve.
Li Mo stopped in his tracks and looked in the direction his apprentice pointed.
She seemed to be right, for there indeed was a faint glimpse of lights in the rain, the outlines of houses forming a gray line, almost blending into the earth.
He estimated that given today's pace, they should be quite close to Yongtang City. But the problem was it was about to get dark now, and the rain showed no sign of easing. Traveling through the night in such downpour was certainly not a wise choice.
