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The rain was falling heavily, drumming on the ground and stirring up the earthy scent of wet soil. It splashed onto the surface of the lake, creating ripples that spread outwards. It fell upon passersby's heads, eliciting low grumbles of annoyance.,From within the carriage came a man's hearty laughter. Lu Yang accepted the man's kindness, pulled his foot from the mud puddle, and hurriedly got into the carriage.,Just as Lu Yang was about to speak, Yunzhi maiden lightly stepped forward. Before each step landed, a white lotus would rise, supporting her delicate frame.。