Chapter 483: The Joys and Sorrows of Life

The river was vast, and the flood was overwhelming; the bridge had long been submerged. Even the coordinated shouts of the villagers, sung with all their might, gradually drowned out by the roar of the river.

If it weren't for a few frail villagers who were swept away by the fierce flood, unable to grasp onto anything or be saved, only to watch helplessly as they were swept away by the giant waves...

Lin Suqing almost believed that man could conquer nature.

Could humans really fight against heaven? Heaven is the king and the earth is the mother; even the immortals seemed resigned to their fate.