HuaMei saw the setting sun and lost all her hopes.
She was sure to die sooner or later.
No one would come to save her, she thought and sat against the highest branch of the tree, it's lowest branches were all shredded by the water in the angry flood.
She looked at some green leaves of the branch in the dimmed light and plucked them, she kept staring at the leaves for sometime and tried to weep but the tears has long been dried.
She was extremely hungry, she chewed on them and again hugged the branch to not slip down in the flowing water though it's flow has broken it's aggressive mood but it was still dangerous for her fragile life.
She was self willed and this strong will was keeping her senses awake and conscience.
Wan Hu wore the dress just like the rescuer's who were ready to help whoever sustained this flood.
The soldiers were astounded when they came to know that the king himself would join them in this rescue.
