In the eighth month, as autumn arrived, even without the Divine Dragon walking the clouds and bringing rain, the temperature on Yujing Mountain turned brisk in an instant.
At this moment, mountain rain was pattering down—each bout of autumn rain bringing a fresh chill.
The drizzle fell from the sky, and the paperboys muttered curses under their breath, complaining of bad luck. At times like this, they had no choice but to try their luck in crowded places like the novel-houses and gambling dens.
Chapter 360