Upon hearing the news of their return, Deng Youning and Deng Ren braved the pouring rain with oil-paper umbrellas to meet them.
The downpour was heavy; all three travelers were drenched, looking utterly disheveled. Seeing Yingshi—whose wounds had yet to heal fully—soaked through by the rain, Deng Youning’s heart ached. She knew that with the storm so fierce and the distance between their locations so vast, their hurried journey back must have been an grueling ordeal.
"Why were you in such a rush to return?" Deng Youning asked, her voice tinged with reproach. "Could you not have chosen a better day for the road?"
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