Chapter 45: Today's Weather: Overcast, Heavy Rain

A heavy rain fell upon BH City.

The weather in Beihai rarely welcomed rain. Even on the rare occasions when it did rain, it was merely a gentle spring drizzle, pattering softly for a brief moment before stopping, making people forget within half a day that Beihai was even capable of rain.

However, today's torrential downpour showed no signs of stopping.

Susan watched as the rain in Beihai escalated from a fine drizzle into a fierce deluge, eventually threatening to become a full-scale storm. The deep crater left behind by the battle between Ziyuan and Yinluo was filling up with water in no time.

"It doesn't matter, and you know I don't visit often. It wouldn't matter either way, but since the Principal is so gracious, I won't decline. Hehe," Sun Nan said with a smile.

Sweating profusely, someone watched this bastard use his own QQ account for phishing; it was utterly despicable.

Yet, the very instant he scanned for the rat's location, a faint shadow slipped over the wall, landing beside a tree, its appearance and aura instantly merging with the massive trunk.

Tian Tian wanted to attend a free trial class before making a decision. But right now, it was only six o'clock. Consequently, she thought about taking a stroll nearby.

"Don't think this means I'm yours. Hmph." Nangong Weiwei was still extremely displeased about what had just happened.

Giving He Fan's butt a fierce smack, Mu Xichen waded through the water, suddenly unsure of what to do as that dark shadow drew closer and closer, extending a pair of hands as if it were about to grab her ankle.

The bureaucrat was utterly furious, his green skin beginning to quiver and slowly flushing with a reddish hue: "Audacious! Is this a place for a worthless wretch like you to speak? Kill him for me!" He gently stroked the Fiery Blue Ghost Blade, and trails of cyan flames began to ignite. Those shrimp soldiers and crab generals grew wary and dared not step forward.

The dispute at the wedding banquet in Jingdezhen had been defused by Wang Hou. Although Wang Hou resolved the conflict between both parties, he consequently made enemies with the three top martial artists of Fujian, which brought him a great deal of trouble when he crossed over to Fuzhou in the new year.

Before long, someone indeed approached. However, unlike the two individuals from Japan, the newcomer arrived by boat.

Meng Qi wore a bitter smile, then quickly said, "No, it's not a burden at all. Actually, you want to help me, right? I know, I understand, I get it." With that, Meng Qi put on an expression as if swearing an oath to the heavens, prompting Aojiao to burst into a chuckle.

Huang Jie was still rocking his chair, and the creaking sound echoed from below. He had long since grown accustomed to that beast-like gaze, paying no attention to Wu Zhihui's stare whatsoever, sometimes even finding it rather interesting.

Qiao Weidong asked with some concern; after all, Sun Ruopu was currently only an eight-year-old child. Even though Sun Ruopu had always appeared remarkably intelligent, he was ultimately too inexperienced in the world and easily deceived.

Tomoya Yamashita kicked Yunyun Kong off Tanaka Kei with one foot. But before Tanaka Kei could even crawl back up, Yunyun Kong straddled him once more and delivered several fierce blows.

Although Ao Bing had helped Yang Jian on numerous occasions—and Yang Jian was well aware of this—Ao Bing had nonetheless taken his mother away, leaving Yang Jian harboring a lingering resentment toward him.

His previous docile demeanor was simply because Sun Ruopu had felt the warmth of family from Song Qian and the others, and he had not yet encountered any issues that required him to resolve them personally.

Emperor Lin: Enough, I don't want to listen to you talk nonsense with me anymore. If it weren't for you, my other elemental powers wouldn't have been suppressed.

Just as Han Rong was worrying, a subordinate soldier suddenly reported that Zhang Guifang, the commander of Qinglong Pass, and Shen Gongbao, the Grand Preceptor of the Great Shang, had arrived.

Tu Xingsun detested nothing more than being called a dwarf to his face. Just as he intended to kill Nezha outright, he remembered that Nezha was, after all, a fellow disciple. If he were to kill him, his master would certainly never forgive him in the future. In the end, he refrained from killing Nezha.

Sun Ruopu went outside and dragged a child over to take a look at the problem for him, and the kid figured it out in a dozen seconds.

Be that as it may, Chu Ying had actually been looking forward to what would happen after he became a Class-C esper.