The whole city of Luo was filled with mist and rain, and the drizzle was wailing on the blue-gray rubble for the depravity. Only those who listened could understand the tiny cries.
Even with this atmosphere, it turned out to be silent and solemn, and the solemnity revealed blood and depression.
On the corridor, in the distance, the orderly sound of horse hooves broke through the silence.
The leading man's face could not be clearly seen in the cloak, but the woman he was embracing had bright red blood dotting the entire dark-toned picture.