The rain got heavier and heavier. Yin Xun looked out of the car window. All she could see was a vast expanse of white. She could not see into the distance at all. The rain hit the car with a clattering sound as if it was being peppered by rocks.
Surely this was not ordinary rain? It was clearly hail.
The cars on the road were moving very slowly. Not long after, the car suddenly stopped. The driver said, "Young Master, the road ahead is blocked. There are police cars and ambulances outside. I think there was an accident."
"Is there another way back?" Fang Yao asked.
Fang Yao was not familiar with this area. Even when he came over, he would have a driver, so he did not know if there was another way.
Yin Xun looked up. The road was not very wide, to begin with. Now, it was blocked.