Silence shattered.
Thunder streaked across the sky, lightning pierced the heart of heaven, and rain rustled down.
The rain suddenly intensified, with large, cold droplets falling from the sky, causing a faint pain as they hit the skin.
The wind picked up, chilling to the bone, but Bi Fang, standing amidst the woods, felt no fear of the cold.
"Chun Yu, huh," he muttered.
What a downpour.
Chun Yu was supposed to be as fine as cow hair, but this scene was clearly more like a summer thunderstorm.
Bi Fang looked up, his gaze piercing through the tree canopy towards the leaden sky, catching raindrops with his palm.
"Days of dry winds have evaporated all the moisture in the woods into the sky, only to burst forth once it reaches a critical point, causing Chun Yu to become this fierce.