C38 Carelessness

This rain was truly heavy. It was so heavy that even after he had washed his face clean, he felt a bit of pain.

Yang Xuan wiped away the black rain on his face. He couldn't help but sigh at how big the city was. Even the drizzle in the western mountains was black.

The rain continued to fall harder and harder, with no intention of stopping. It was clearly the ninetieth hour of the morning