The wind mingled with the rain, whistling through empty spaces in a way that felt eerily haunting. It was easy to imagine oneself on a horror film set. Yu Xing felt like she was living in one, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the umbrella handle, her face as pale as a ghost.,"Hello hello!" A brown-haired young man enthusiastically waved him over. He jogged a few steps to approach, and then greeted Assistant Hao again.,"Anything else" Hao assistant seemed quite satisfied, looking at the few people who hadn't spoken.。