Du Yuan snickered coldly as he said, "Help you? Why would I want to help you? Moreover, how can I be in a position to help you? It's not like you are unaware of the ways of people in Kyoto, right?"
"As if this wasn't enough, I have to go to work in this damn storm..." Bai Zemin sighed to himself and turned around to look for warmer clothes from the closet.
The rain was falling as if a deluge had beaten down on the world. The sound of the water drops hitting the window pane was soothing, but he could not appreciate the benefit.