The night was deep. The moonlight was cold. The rain fell gently.

The moon was like a silver plate in the sky, casting down cold rays of light that merged with the rain and cast a cold glow over the Seven Blood Eyes Port District. And eventually, it reached the eaves outside the Dreamsense Mansion. Raindrops were pearls on a string, and the strings formed sheets. The moonlight couldn’t be avoided, and cast dim shadows. It was like a scroll painting of people in the night, especially the rare combination of the rain and the moon.

Walking through the murky streets was a person with a gray daoist robe and a white umbrella. It was impossible to see who was under the umbrella, but they were slender and stood straight. The aura this person emanated caused the rain around them to turn into a mist that they walked through. The soles of their shoes left ripples as they walked, creating small circles that widened outward.

The person with the umbrella was accompanied by two other individuals, who followed along in the shadows of the eaves. One of them also had an umbrella, the other ignored the rain. This...