The voice of the oar-man interrupted Yishuoyuan's brief reminiscence. After he collected himself and took a deep breath, he once again gathered his emotions, turned to face forward, and imagined the magic in his heart.,Yi Shu Yuan shouted and groped around in confusion, only realizing in the midst of the chaos that he was surrounded by ice floes that were shaking violently, making it impossible to lie down.,Behind a few large trees on the bank, a group of people were hiding. One of them saw what was happening in the river and hesitated to go out, but he was pulled back by those beside him.。