Chapter 196 - Sun Xiuying (1/2)

Out of the ten people that had suffered serious injuries in the tomb accident, one of them was Sun Xiuying, a guard under princess Hou Chin, who was the daughter of Hyson's master.

She had been serving as Hou Chin's guard for over seven years now, along with the other three female guards. All of them had gotten really close in this time and were more like sisters than anything else.

Hou Chin herself treated them very kindly and it was only in front of strangers she acted a bit 'aloof' towards them.

”GASP!”

Sun Xiuying suddenly woke up in the middle of the night. She was sleeping soundly until she saw that nightmare. Normally she wasn't very superficial but what she saw had truly shaken her to the very core of her being.

Many believed that the dreams a person had were a precursor to one of the many future outcomes for them. That's why even in the nightmares where a person was being chased around by something bad, they would always wake up before it ended brutally.

Unfortunately for Sun Xiuying, she had just seen her own death as clear as day. So suffice to say, it wasn't something she could just overlook.

*Cough*Cough*Cough*

She coughed loudly as blood sprayed out of her mouth. Out of the ten, her injuries were the worst but even she herself wasn't aware how bad they really were.

All the damage done to her body was internal, barely leaving any external signs so even she didn't pay much attention to it until now.

”No no no,” she shook her head in indignation.

”Hmm? What's wrong? Is everything okay?” Hou Chin who was sleeping in the same tent as her woke up from the commotion.

”No-nothing, I was just heading out to the toilet,” Sun Xiuying shook her head quickly and walked out of the tent before Hou Chin could ask her anything else.

*Shiver*

As soon as she stepped out, an extreme chill descended upon her frail and damaged body.

*Cough*Cough*

Covering her mouth with her hand, she walked away from the tents with hurried steps in fear of waking up the others.

She walked through the white fog until the tents disappeared from her vision and she fell down to her knees, wheezing. With every breath, blood would come out in spades, coloring the ground beneath crimson.

It took her a good couple of minutes to regain her composure. She lifted her shirt and saw the black and purple blotches on her twisted abdomen. Several ribs were broken, piercing through some of the other organs.

Because of the urgency of the situation in the last few days and adrenaline, she hadn't even felt the pain until her body relaxed.

Her eyes became wet as drop after drop came pouring down her face.

”Daddy, I don't want to die,” she mumbled with some difficulty.

Since the age of ten, she had been serving the Holy Mountain (Check authors note) without rest. All to make her father, who was a high-level elder in the Holy Mountain, proud.

But looking at her injuries, she knew it was too late for her.

She would never sleep in her own bed or even see her father again.

”Please, I don't want to die,” she whispered while cradling herself. The cold suddenly became even more intense as the sound of footsteps came from the fog ahead.