After dawn, the sun was covered by thick clouds, and there was the patter of light rain.

In the Yuxu Mountain, a new bamboo building was built under the disappearing Tea Peak, which was quiet in the mountains and rivers.

Su Li stood under the eaves, with a quiet and focused expression, and reached out to receive a drop of rain. Her fingertips felt a little cold, as if it could penetrate her heart.

Standing behind her, Yan Ziye didn’t understand what ...