As the postgraduate hopeful was about to throw another dice, his body suddenly stiffened. He lowered his eyes and silently looked down at himself, noticing the unfamiliar Confucian robe he had always tried to ignore.,His cell phone and down jacket were gone, nowhere to be found in the underground palace. In their place was a strange white tunic.,The rain on his head suddenly grew louder, the wind stronger as well. The rain that was falling straight down began to slant from left to right.。