Chapter 129: Poverty Comes First The spot where we swept into the river was close to the riverbed. It was night, and everything in sight was pitch black. This stretch had sharp bends and a steep drop, and the rushing current quickly swept He Yu and me apart. In water like this, a person is powerless; the only thing you can do is protect your internal organs from being punctured by the rocks. I drew the knife from my waist and rode the current downstream. As I passed a bend where the flow eased…