Friday, the 16th.
The weather was pleasant today—overcast, sparing everyone the trouble of ultraviolet rays, and the breeze felt quite comfortable.
A deep, lead-gray cloud hung directly ahead, looking as if it wanted to rain but couldn't quite manage it. People bustled about in the streets below, paying it no mind.
Through his studies, Zhou Li, who was gradually maturing into a Heavenly Master, knew that raindrops would likely fall in about an hour. By then, however, the wind would have carried the cloud over Dian Lake.
Even if it weren't blown away, the pitiful amount of rain would hardly be noticed by anyone.
Zhou Li had climbed over the school wall again.
Yin Le walked beside him. Having skipped lunch, he was eating a triangular piece of cake as he walked, talking between bites, "The agreement has been reached.
"The discussion process was quite harmonious too. I acted as a listener the entire time and learned a lot.
