Kapitel 1085: Lu Yanfei

During the rainy season on the Moro continent, the morning air was also humid. When he opened the window, rain fell on the windowsill and landed on the room. Some even landed on Wang Lin's face.

This rain was very cold, but the cold rain in the early morning could invigorate one's spirit.

Peering through the window, the view was obscured by a misty rain. Inside the courtyard, the medicinal herbs proved far more resilient than ordinary flora, unfazed by the downpour. The rainwater meandered down their leaves, seeping into the earth to moisten the roots of the herbs.

Bursts of spiritual energy spread out from the rain. Wang Lin took a deep breath, picked up the umbrella, opened it, and walked out of the room.

Popping sounds echoed from the mud under his feet. This sound intersected with the sound of raindrops falling on the umbrella and entered Wang Lin's ears. Feeling the power of the world, Wang Lin slowly walked forward with a happy expression.