Outside the windows, the heavy rain fell wildly.

The loud sound of the rain echoed in every corner in Changdao, and the candlelight was flickering in the power-off apartment. The soft, dim halo spread out and lit up the chessboard, and the whole living room looked dark outside the halo.

Evil's soft and cold voice rang across Qin Weibai. They were close to each other, but his voice seemed to pass through wind and rain as well as the halo of the candlelight to reach ...