C36 Five Representatives from the Five Academies
Qin Chuan stood before the window, gazing out at the overcast sky, his face a blank slate, yet a flicker of excitement stirred within him. He relished the rain; it washed the slum's dirt away, leaving the ground spotless and the air crisp, if only for a fleeting moment. But for Qin Chuan, those brief periods of cleanliness were a treasure