Just as Su Shu was worrying about how to avoid being noticed, a voice suddenly awakened the somber crowd.
"Excuse me, I have an idea, but I'm not sure if it will work?"
Everyone turned toward the source of the voice, only to see an elder, aged around sixty, slowly beginning to speak by the bonfire.
Peng San, who was lying nearby, said, "If you have a solution, speak up quickly."
The man nodded, "Peng San, as an elder of the village, this idea just came to me. It's up to you to decide if we can use it, but once I've spoken, please don't be angry."
Peng San's eyebrows furrowed as he snapped, "What time is this? Saving lives is urgent. Just say what you have in mind, don't delay the rescue." He paused, then added, "Saving even one life is worth it."
Yes, saving even one life is better than losing one.
"Alright, since you've said so, I'm not afraid of disrespecting our ancestors now."
"Speak quickly." Peng San seemed to guess something, his face turning slightly pale.
