The rain is much lighter.

It seems that it has accomplished its mission of helping the exhibitors hide their whereabouts. What's the point next?

The rain finally stopped when Show Star slid at his feet and knelt on his left knee on the slippery road.

The moon slowly poked its head out of the scattered clouds.

"Never mind? Be careful."

Yang Xiao, walking ahead, stopped and asked.

By the bright moonlight, the exhibitor could see that her face was full of concern.

But she preferred the king's face to be full of anger.

Sometimes it's not good to be cared for.

Because it's possible that the more she cares about...