The night's clouds hung low, blocked by Celestial Barrier Mountain and pressing down over Immortal Arrival City.
As a result, the night was starless and moonless.
This left the staff somewhat disappointed.
"Tsk, tsk. We finally get a day off, and there isn't even a moon to enjoy."
"It's so dark and gloomy. Kills the mood."
The group gathered in the backyard, waiting for an hour, but when the sky showed no sign of clearing, they gave up on their plans for a barbecue.
Xu Ruyuan, utterly bored, took a sip of strong tea.
"Blind Cheng said tonight's weather would be good. How could an old medicinal herb farmer with decades of experience get it wrong?"
Qin Wen shook his head.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, are you talking about the old farmer who often comes to deliver Divine Eye Flowers?"
"That man is getting more muddled with age. He misjudged the weather and the rains, his herb harvest suffered, and now he sighs all day long."
