Jinzhou City.
Finally, the first heavy rain of the summer solstice arrived.
In the inner city, the scattered pavilions felt a bit desolate as they looked at each other through the rain. Under the fluttering bead curtains and lanterns, only a fruit vendor wearing a bamboo hat and pushing a cart was returning home alone in the pouring rain.
At the mottled city gate, pedestrians hurried past.
Only a girl in a green skirt and a beautiful mature woman stood out, as they walked slowly, stepping into the city.
The beautiful woman wore a black silk dress, her shoulder-length hair secured by a spider silk hairpin, adorned with a few bells. Her walking posture was graceful and captivating.
What was strange was that the raindrops, as if they had eyes, all seemed to avoid landing on the woman's skirt.
"Grandma, can we succeed this time?" the girl in the green skirt asked with a frown.
"Hard to say."
The beautiful woman shook her head with a light laugh.