C79 Bidding Farewell

Chu Yue was decked out in gear, his clothes drenched. Chuxue felt something amiss, so she released her grip on Chu Yue and stepped back.

"Mr. Chu, why are you drenched? Did you run into trouble? Are you hurt anywhere?" Chuxue examined Chu Yue from head to toe, her hands patting down his wet clothes. Chu Yue was torn between amusement and disbelief