This sentence is indeed unanswerable.
But Lin Yi would rather not go that route; he would rather have everyone die here than let one of his brothers take the risk alone.
But all of this was already a bit too late.
He saw the rope continually slipping downwards.
He glanced at the scale on it, which was now almost at 8 meters.
This meant that the depth of the river was at least over 10 meters.
However, gradually, the sinking speed began to increase.
Lin Yi grew anxious and also had no idea what the situation was like below.
"Bro, what's going on?"
"If I'm not mistaken, he shouldn't be sinking anymore; he's probably moving forward. Look at the speed of the rope—it's clearly different from before. And also, consider the angle issue."
The hunter's observations were still quite meticulous.
After his reminder, Lin Yi carefully recalled and felt that this seemed to be the case.
He silently counted in his head here—one meter, two meters, three meters.
