Beneath the blazing sun, the torrential Huai River flowed like a massive Silver Dragon, traversing mountains and piercing through plains, tirelessly pushing forward. With the passage of years, it carried the hopes and dreams of countless lives, striving forward endlessly.
It broke through barriers, crossed treacherous shallows, healed the mountain's fissures, and moistened the parched land, bringing thriving vitality to both banks of the river.
Saint Zhunti glanced at the roaring Huai River and turned back to smile at Yu Yuan, saying, "When you were last in the Western Region of cattle-respecting, did you see any rivers similar to this one?"
Yu Yuan shook his head, "Replying to the Saint, last time I was ordered to go to Longevity Mountain, and on the way, I only passed by the Flowing Sand River... But though the Flowing Sand River is broad, it is a Ruishui River, lifeless on both banks, certainly incomparable to the Huai River, one of the Four Drains."
