"It's raining again?"
Yan Junze looked up at the sky. Overhead, it was gloomy and slightly dim, with a light drizzle steadily falling.
On days like this, the rain wouldn't stop anytime soon.
At the moment, Yan Junze was standing behind a bus stop. Pedestrians hurried by, holding umbrellas as they passed him.
Yan Junze stepped back two paces, taking cover inside the bus stop.
"Is this the Reaper Han Yu's residence?"
He glanced around. Across the street from the bus stop was a five-story building. The ground floor housed a shop that sold flour, grains, and other food items. Right now, a window on the third floor of the building was open.
A tall, thin figure was standing inside the window, silently staring at the rain, observing the pedestrians coming and going in the street.
Not long after, the tall man seemed to sense something. His gaze shifted, landing on the bus stop across the street—and on Yan Junze.
