The drizzling twilight rain sprinkled across the river and sky, cleansing the autumn anew.
The morning had been bathed in sunlight, but by afternoon, the clouds had densely gathered, culminating in a drizzling evening rain. Surrounding Yuncong Temple were centuries-old ginkgo trees and extensive maple forests. Amid the misty rain, the yellow appeared as brilliant as sunlight, and the red as fierce as flames, igniting the poetic and picturesque rainy day in Jiangnan with a bit of fervor.
From morning till evening, Ran Yan had been discussing the case with Liu Pinrang inside Yuncong Temple. The death of Jing Yuan was too strange; although she had plotted early to kill Ran Yan, the beginning and end of the case still didn't connect, and up to now, nobody knew why she wanted to kill those young men. Yu Bohao boldly speculated that it was to satisfy her personal desires, and then to silence them afterward.
