In the midst of the downpour, short boots stepped on puddles, splashing up shallow ripples that quickly merged with the dense rain drops, not stirring a single ripple.,In the distance, a dilapidated factory stood alone, its silhouette looming against the darkness. It stood silently as if a giant devil crouching in wait for its prey to arrive.,After a pause, he stared into Yu Xing's eyes and added, "It's not cold at all. This temperature is just right."。