Spoiled By the Young Master After Reborn In the 80s-Chapter 915: Nine hundred and thirteen, Yama Raja

With a thought of Divine Sense, the speed of the boat beneath instantly quickened.

In just under a minute, Lu Hanmo had traveled over a kilometer to reach the vicinity of the young couple; around a hundred meters away, he gradually slowed the boat’s speed and switched to rowing with the paddles.

Perhaps it was the sound of the paddles slicing through the water, or perhaps it was the couple catching a glimpse of Lu Hanmo from the corner of their eyes, but they both suddenly turned their gazes towards him, instantly feeling a surge of hope.

"We are saved! A comrade from the Yan Country Guard Squad has come to rescue us!" the young man exclaimed excitedly.

Tears streamed down the cheeks of the young woman, her eyes brimming with joy and excitement, "We’re not going to die!" They, along with their child, had been trapped here for three days and nights.

Initially, they waited in fear, still harboring a sliver of hope, believing someone would come to rescue them. As time passed, all hope turned into despair, and all they could do was watch the floodwaters, waiting for death to come. They were truly too tired, too sleepy, and too hungry. They felt their lives slowly slipping away.

In the last moments, when they finally saw hope, they really felt the impulse to cry out loud. They also understood what it felt like to survive a calamity.

The lifeboat reached in front of the young couple, and Lu Hanmo stopped the boat, saying to the couple, "Get on board."

When the young couple saw Lu Hanmo, they were stunned! Their only thought was whether he was really a comrade from the Yan Country Guard Squad and not Yama Raja coming to claim their lives? Otherwise, why would he invoke such a terrifying presence?

"Get on board!" Lu Hanmo spoke again.

The couple shuddered with fright, hesitated for a moment, then cautiously boarded the boat. After all, dead is dead, early or late it made no difference. But why couldn’t they simply die without enduring this terror?

"There’s food and water in the bag," Lu Hanmo said calmly. That’s just his personality; he could not manage a smile in front of strangers.

"Oh!" Only then did the couple notice a military-green bag near their feet.

The young man glanced at Lu Hanmo before bending down to open the bag and taking out food and water, handing a portion to his wife. Regardless of whether or not the other was Yama Raja, they decided to fill their stomachs first.

Lu Hanmo then spotted a few more civilians, rowing towards them with paddles.

This time it was three men and one woman; upon seeing Lu Hanmo, they too were full of fear, but they chose to board the boat rather than wait on the roof to die.

The young couple took out water and food from the bag and handed it to the others. After this journey, their fear of Lu Hanmo had slightly diminished, perhaps because they had eaten their fill.

The three men and one woman accepted the water and food.

The only woman among the four, tearing open the bread bag, asked the young woman, "Are you also from Apricot Flower Village? How come I’ve never seen you?" Finally ripping the bag open, she took a big bite of the bread, clearly satisfied.

The young woman fed water to the child in her arms, "We were visiting relatives."

"No wonder you look unfamiliar." The woman stuffed the rest of the bread in her mouth, drank several gulps of water, and her eyes again turned to the bread in the big bag. Still feeling a bit hungry, should she take another one?

She sneaked a glance at Lu Hanmo with the corner of her eye, still not daring to reach out.

Several more people boarded the boat, and by then, the lifeboat was already full.

"There’s medicine powder in the bag," Lu Hanmo said in a deep voice.

Among those who boarded this time, there was a middle-aged man whose calf was injured. Though the bleeding had stopped, the leg was somewhat inflamed and rotten due to having been soaked in water.

Seeing that the boat was full, Lu Hanmo began to row towards the rescue site.

When he returned to the rescue site, there were already a few injured people there.

After handing over the people he had rescued to a young soldier, Lu Hanmo went back to the lifeboats by the river.

By the time Lu Hanmo had walked away, a young woman holding a child turned to the young soldier next to her, "Comrade, who was that just now?" Although she was somewhat accustomed on the way, she still felt uneasy about him, and would have been scared to death if she had to be alone with him!

The others also looked at the young soldier in unison, waiting for his answer.

"He is our War God, Captain Lu Hanmo," the young soldier said with admiration.

"Aren’t you afraid of him?" asked the injured middle-aged man. He thought the term ’Yama Raja’ was more fitting to describe Lu Hanmo. All the way, he was sitting right behind Lu Hanmo, so frightened that he didn’t dare to breathe loudly, fearing that Lu Hanmo might throw him off the boat.

"We fear him, but we respect him even more. But it’s right for you to be scared, because his nickname in the Guard is ’Yama Raja’," the young soldier laughed. Captain Lu has always been the most admired person, no, the god, in the hearts of all soldiers. They are also striving to be like him.

The crowd exchanged glances. So he really is Yama Raja!

When alone, Lu Hanmo again sped up the lifeboat. He didn’t need to search deliberately; all the targets were already within his Divine Sense.

For this reason, his speed was much faster than other rescue soldiers; while others might not have even completed one trip, he had already made three or four. It wasn’t that he intentionally wanted to stand out, but just that rescuing was like fighting fire; rescuing one more person a bit earlier meant saving one more life.

The rescuers, although somewhat shocked by Lu Hanmo’s speed, let it go after thinking of his reputation. Lu Hanmo is the War God, and the War God certainly has extraordinary abilities.

Lu Hanmo rescued another boatload of people and rowed towards the rescue site.

Suddenly, the surrounding floodwaters began to surge, rolling up tumultuous waves.

"Oh no! The flood is rising again!" The people on the boat turned pale as they noticed the situation. In the past three days, they had experienced several such incidents, even barely escaping being swept away by the floodwaters.

Lu Hanmo’s face remained unchanged, showing not a trace of emotion, but the paddle in his hands released a powerful force as it moved.

"Are we going to die?"

"I thought we were rescued, but it seems we couldn’t escape in the end."

"Is this our fate?" The faces of the people on the boat were pale, looking fearfully and despairingly at the towering waves rushing towards them.