The sky was gloomy, heavy clouds packed the heavens, and a gentle rain pattered down relentlessly.
It beat against the corner eaves of the pavilion on the lake, splashing water all around.
Within the pavilion over the lake, Hong Yuan and Shang Yaoqin sat facing each other, sipping tea.
The former, dressed in black Daoist robes, was tall and well-built, his eyes bright and full of life. One could tell at a glance he was a gentleman on whom one could rely.
The latter, dressed in a dress of blue silk gauze, was tall and slender. Her face was so beautiful it could overturn states, yet her decisive and resolute nature was revealed with every frown and smile.
They were not engaged in sweet nothings, but instead were discussing the Sect Alliance's arrangements for the upcoming Battle for Destiny.
Of course, it was mostly Shang Yaoqin who spoke, with Hong Yuan providing supplementary comments.
It wasn't long before the winds grew fierce and the light rain turned into a downpour.
