The next day at the hour of chen, rain began to fall around Chang'an City, continuing until it finally stopped at the hour of mo.
Li Ling stood inside the National Preceptor's Mansion, quietly watching the rain that was meant to claim a dragon's life. Just as he had anticipated, the downpour suddenly intensified as the hour of mo drew near.
*(Alas! I hope the Jing River Dragon King heeded my warning; otherwise, I will have to think of another way.)*
Chapter 23