Under the gloomy sky, a drizzling rain began to fall, making the night even colder.
The entire Taichu Hall was enveloped in the pitter-patter of rain, yet there was this one building whose chimney exuded a bit of warm mist, making it stand out so unusually.
By late night, besides the sound of the wind and rain, there were no extra sounds, but the closer one got to this unassuming building, the more one could vaguely hear a soft charm emanating from within.
The closer one moved inside, the clearer the sounds became; the melodious and plaintive voice was gentle yet graceful, giving off a sense of elegance and poise.
But now, the noble tone was full of suppressed emotions, as if something was constricting it, causing a breathless and alluring allure.
There was also the sound of water vapor solidifying, and rain seemingly rising from inside the room.
