C37 Wind-raising(1)

Outside the window, it was drizzling and misty, with no signs of stopping.

Yin Fenglee looked out of the window in a daze. His fingers reached out towards the rain, allowing the cold rain to hit the back of his hand. He seemed to sense the cold sensation.

He kept looking into the depths of the bamboo forest, as if he could see his own small figure and his master standing in front of him