Ou Yangrong looked up, raindrops splattering on his blue-tinged eyelids.,The next morning, still seething with anger, he went back to Donglin Temple, wanting to confront them... well, actually, he just wanted to play the innocent and see if he could get unsealed.,The rain on his head suddenly grew louder, the wind stronger as well. The rain that was falling straight down began to slant from left to right.。