The rain in Muyu City always comes suddenly. Chu Ye wiped the water droplets on his eyelashes. On the martial arts training ground paved with blue and white stone bricks, the Chu family disciples who were doing morning exercises had been practicing the "Xuantian Qi Refining Art" for half an hour in the rain. His hands and feet were numb from the cold, but his left eye was abnormally hot, as if someone had buried a red-hot coal in the pupil.
