Watching Xie Lingyun's departing figure, Zhang Chen glanced at the rolling thunder in the clouds.
"Focusing only on the Divine Soul and not honing Magical Power, such a flaw is truly too great." Zhang Chen shook his head silently, donned a bamboo hat and raincoat, and quietly walked out of the inn into the rain.
With the thunder rumbling in the sky, it was the perfect time to slip away amidst the chaos.
The night was dead silent, the streets empty. Even though the people might cheer for the rain, no one dared to roam the streets recklessly, considering the curfews of this era were nothing to be taken lightly.
Zhang Chen didn't want to cause any trouble, so he used the Invisibility Rune to walk down the street. When he reached the middle of the city, the rain in the sky abruptly stopped, and even the dark clouds dispersed rapidly.
