"Young man, if I'm not mistaken, you are the one called Lin Tian, right? Rest assured, the young lady will wake up," the Ferryman said.
Lin Tian felt somewhat relieved, nodded, and softly said, "It's me. She jumped from the Naihe Bridge into the Wangchuan River. Where did you find her?"
"The Wangchuan River seems calm and lifeless, but its waters are actually flowing. When I found the young lady, she had already drifted quite a distance with the current, even farther than where you appeared earlier. One can only imagine how much she endured from the attacking lost souls."
"The departed only know that jumping into the Wangchuan River allows them to retain memories and wait for their loved ones under the Naihe Bridge. Yet they don't realize it's wishful thinking. In the midst of torment from the vengeful souls, unaware and confused, they've drifted far away. So tragic, so lamentable," the Ferryman sighed.
