In the grove.
The dense leaves were washed by the rain to a verdant dampness, making a rustling sound.
A quarter hour had already passed, but the torrential rain showed no sign of weakening.
On the contrary, it was getting heavier.
In the forest, the sound of the ever-growing raindrops hitting the leaves and the originally conversing Jin Xu and Senior Chi, now plunged into silence, seemed exceptionally noisy in comparison.
It was incredibly chaotic.
A few dozen breaths ago.
Senior Chi had completed the task of "making clear the purpose of the young Taoist's visit and expressing, in as gentle terms as possible, that there had been a message from the Upper Realm, while also indicating that, aside from Ji Junqiao, everyone who had come felt that there must be some misunderstanding."
After all, since Jin Xu had left his seclusion, he had been either striking against the Demon Sect or on his way to do so.
