Song Tingfan pushed aside the straw but found it still blocked. He touched it with his hand, a hard stone.
How could there be such a large stone at the drainage outlet?
Unless someone did it intentionally.
As for who, it's already very clear.
If this stone is not removed, he might be punished.
The river water's soaking had already chilled his body a bit. He didn't try to be brave, climbing onto the stones by the riverbank.
But there was some moss beside the stones, and his footing wasn't steady. The next moment, he was swept away by the river. Even though he reacted quickly, he couldn't grasp onto anything.
His consciousness inexplicably became a bit scattered.
No, he can't die.
Qiao'er is still waiting for him, he hasn't seen his daughter yet.
No matter how he tried to muster up strength, it was all in vain, as if something was peeling away from his body.
Someone on the bank shouted in alarm, "Vice General Song!"
