C157 Starting a New Journey

Sure enough, up until now, not a single person had come to buy an umbrella.

Yet Jiang Chen, unfazed, casually grabbed an umbrella, opened it, and looked skyward, murmuring, "5, 4, 3, 2..."

Right as Jiang Chen reached "one," the light drizzle abruptly turned into a torrential downpour.

The umbrella seller, soaked to the skin, seemed to forget all about seeking shelter. He stood there