Time passed by minute after minute, Ye Lantian sat by the fire, waiting and waiting. Ten minutes had gone by, yet no one emerged from the water.
She was getting more and more frightened, increasingly unable to see anything clearly ahead.
It was getting dark, and night was fast creeping over the entire world. The sky was dotted with countless stars against the blackness.
The moon hung in the sky with a gentle smile, taking over the sun's mission to illuminate the earth.
Although it wasn't very bright, at least it lit up the surging waves of the ocean ahead.
Why hasn't Uncle He come up yet? Could he have been eaten by a shark in the water?
Thinking of the possibility, Ye Lantian suddenly stood up, ran to the shore, cupped her hands around her mouth, and screamed at the vast ocean, "Uncle He, Uncle He..."
There was no response. She was so anxious that she wanted to cry and stomped her feet where she stood.
