Chapter 431

The night was heavy and thick. No one knew when the rain had started, but it was coming down harder and harder. In the pitch-black night, the sound of the downpour rushed everywhere, accompanied by fierce, howling gales. At some ungodly hour of the night, the firewood shed's roof finally failed to withstand the relentless pounding of the torrential rain and began to leak. Rainwater dripped through the gaps in the roof tiles, forming long, unbroken threads.