Like a reed crossing the river!
As if treading on level ground!
No!
Now, Zhou Heng's speed was even faster than on flat land!
In almost an instant, he had crossed half the width of the Qingxia River and arrived at the center, where he saw two people struggling in the water.
It was a man and a woman; the man seemed to be trying to save the woman, attempting to push her towards the boat.
However, they couldn't swim, and in just a short while, they had already choked on a good amount of water, their bodies about to sink beneath the surface.
Not far away, two children, a boy and a girl, were barely being held afloat by the boatman, but they were still frantically struggling, extremely panicked.
It was already approaching dusk, and Zhou Heng, moving across the river while stepping on reeds, was bathed in the glow of the setting sun.
To the eyes of the people in the water, such an image resembled an Immortal descending from the heavens to save their lives.
"Close your eyes."
