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The rain was falling heavily, drumming on the ground and stirring up the earthy scent of wet soil. It splashed onto the surface of the lake, creating ripples that spread outwards. It fell upon passersby's heads, eliciting low grumbles of annoyance.,"Excuse me, I'm Lu Yang." Lu Yang carefully got into the carriage, afraid that the rainwater and mud on his body would stain it.,A carriage is quite a treasure. Meng Jingzhou could see the outside from inside the carriage.。