Pei Hongye grabbed Tang Yu's left hand, and Tang Yu gently held the gray butterfly in his right hand.

Moments later, the space around them turned into a chaotic stream, with various disordered images constantly alternating until they finally settled into a scene of a torrential downpour.

The overwhelming curtain of rain fell to the ground, and the two of them found themselves in an ancient town.

The entire world was shrouded in dark clouds and heavy rain. The Jiangnan town, which should have been quaint and charming, was now filled only with the chaotic sound of rain, everything appearing unnaturally out of place.