Xiao Wang Village isn't large; the river is to the west of the village, and it only takes a few minutes to run there at any given time. Nan Fei ran to the river as if her life depended on it and was greeted by the sight of the raging river.
Last night's heavy rain had raised the water level by at least a meter more than usual.
"Jiang Yang... Jiang Yang..." She seemed to hear her harsh and grating voice as she rushed toward the river. She ran so fast that she nearly plunged straight into the water but was luckily pulled back by someone standing by the river.
Inside Nan Fei's head, everything was in utter chaos. The sheer panic made her hot and cold in turns; she couldn't stay calm at all.
No, she must remain calm. Only by staying calm could she find a way to save her younger brother.
She took a deep breath, clenched her fists tightly, and asked the people around her in a trembling voice.
