At the same time, in a dilapidated temple a dozen miles away from Zhao Ya, Wu Bao'Er was also watching the rain outside.
This was a shabby Mountain God Temple, very secluded, and not easily noticeable.
In this mostly collapsed main hall, a large group of people had gathered.
Ye Xunhuan was very disgusted by the filth inside; his nature-loving cleanliness found it unbearable to step on the dirt and animal droppings everywhere in the hall.
But he didn't want to get soaked in the rain outside, so he toppled over the headless Divine Statue on the altar and stood on it himself.
Steel Shadow seemed unfazed by all this, casually sitting in a bunch of weeds, his eyes fixed intently on Wu Bao'Er in the distance.
Wu Bao'Er could even feel the burning gaze wandering over her.
This made her extremely uncomfortable.
If it weren't for the number of people present, she wouldn't be caught dead under the same roof as this Steel Shadow.
After all, he was a downright pervert.
