"BOOM!"
A muffled thunder sounded from afar, startling Brother Nan's cowlick into a quiver.
She stood with her sword, looking up.
Dark clouds had amassed above, a brooding presence. The wind howled across the land, making the grass wave and the leaves rustle. It didn't oppress Brother Nan; instead, it made her feel exceptionally at ease.
"Wow!"
If she were still a child, encountering such cool weather with a breeze, she would definitely have run without hesitation.
She would run all over the hills and dales along the path!
Run faster than the wind!
Sigh...
After all, she had grown up.
Brother Nan continued to swing the wooden stick in her hand, slashing at the air, and turned her head to look at Zhou Li, Huai Xu, and Tuanzi.
"It's going to rain again," Huai Xu said to Zhou Li.
"Hmm," Zhou Li nodded.
"If we don't hurry, we'll be caught in the rain," Brother Nan interjected.
