The heavy rain poured down.
Outside was shrouded in darkness as Chen Zhou stepped out of the cave, with the continuous sound of rain echoing in his ears.
The brim of his wide-brimmed hat was bent downwards by the pounding of the rain, and the fabric was soaked within seconds.
He tightened his collar to prevent rainwater from flowing into his clothes, lowered his head to discern the path, and stepped down from the platform.
The sun hadn't risen yet, and darkness was the dominant hue of the world.
His view was obscured by the rain, and everything was submerged in blurry water traces, making the familiar slopes appear alien.
The sandy soil at the platform's edge hadn't been reinforced, and under the rain's erosion, it began to transform into mud, flowing down, even causing layers of soil with small stones to slip away in chunks.
