Chapter 915: Nine hundred and thirteen, Yama Raja
With a thought of Divine Sense, the speed of the boat beneath instantly quickened.
In just under a minute, Lu Hanmo had traveled over a kilometer to reach the vicinity of the young couple; around a hundred meters away, he gradually slowed the boat’s speed and switched to rowing with the paddles.
Perhaps it was the sound of the paddles slicing through the water, or perhaps it was the couple catching a glimpse of Lu Hanmo from the corner of their eyes, but they both suddenly turned their gazes towards him, instantly feeling a surge of hope.
"We are saved! A comrade from the Yan Country Guard Squad has come to rescue us!" the young man exclaimed excitedly.
Tears streamed down the cheeks of the young woman, her eyes brimming with joy and excitement, "We’re not going to die!" They, along with their child, had been trapped here for three days and nights.
Initially, they waited in fear, still harboring a sliver of hope, believing someone would come to rescue them. As time passed, all hope turned into despair, and all they could do was watch the floodwaters, waiting for death to come. They were truly too tired, too sleepy, and too hungry. They felt their lives slowly slipping away.
In the last moments, when they finally saw hope, they really felt the impulse to cry out loud. They also understood what it felt like to survive a calamity.
The lifeboat reached in front of the young couple, and Lu Hanmo stopped the boat, saying to the couple, "Get on board."
When the young couple saw Lu Hanmo, they were stunned! Their only thought was whether he was really a comrade from the Yan Country Guard Squad and not Yama Raja coming to claim their lives? Otherwise, why would he invoke such a terrifying presence?
"Get on board!" Lu Hanmo spoke again.