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The Weishui River was hundreds of meters wide, and with the surging waters, the river's width had more than doubled. The shallow beaches on either side were submerged, as well as the ferry crossing. Those living near the river had ankle-deep water in their homes.
Braving the rain, Su Qingluo crossed the river against the waves. Her petite figure stepped on the reeds, rising and falling with the surging waves.
Upon reaching the opposite bank, she chose a quiet spot, slipped onto land, jumped onto the roof, and quickly moved from one rooftop to another.
Willow Tree Village was on higher ground, and the rising waters had not yet reached it.
Despite the strong wind and rain, Su Qingluo arrived at her grandfather's house within an hour. She then appeared before the elderly couple.
Li Xiu'e's father had experienced a flood in his younger days, and the terrifying memory was still fresh in his mind.