"Dad, what is that over there?" Cheng Xiaoxiao suddenly asked, pointing towards a section of the river.
Mr. Cheng looked in the direction his daughter was pointing. The light blue river waters flowed gently towards the distance, and the wild grasses by the shore swayed in the wind. But there seemed to be nothing there.
"Over there on the riverbank. Let's go take a look." She said as she began to walk forward.
Actually, Cheng Xiaoxiao hadn't seen anything; it was just that the system had provided the coordinates.
Others who heard also followed along to the riverbank. In the distance, a person was lying in the wildgrass on the riverbank—alive or dead, no one could tell.
The bold Cheng Jingo was the first to step forward and check. Upon turning the person over, they revealed a man beaten black and blue, not looking very old, wearing grey cloth garments. He tested his breath; it was faint. "He's still breathing. Lend a hand, let's carry him out and let Doctor Huang take a look."
