Walking under the eaves, Li Yuan's lotus-patterned garment was soaked by the rain. The unrelenting wind still blew his black robe, causing it to rustle ominously.,After walking for what seemed like an eternity, Li Yuan finally raised his head. His fiery eyes were visible beneath the hood of his cloak as he muttered to himself.,Gazing at the handsome face of the young man, the old woman in blue nodded gently. However, her cloudy eyes revealed a trace of regret, and she sighed inwardly.。