บท 104: 101 Fool (2)

Xiaolin woke up, eyes blurring at the intensity of the light. She tried to cover her eyes with her palm, but the moment she tried, she broke into a soft groan. That little motion of her hand led her to squirm in pain.

Blinking to adjust her sight, Xiaolin worked up completely and found herself in her bed. The light wasn't that intense either. She was in her loose nightgown as well, instead of her sleeveless practitioner robes. Her nose did pick up a thick herbal scent of ointments from her body, too.

A terrible premonition came to her, as Xiaolin tried to rise up, moaning through her pain. Every part of her body ached. Her muscles were all sore and still had some tears and swelling.

Xiaolin was barely managing to arch her body up and lean on the headboard of the bed when the door to her room opened and entered a tall man with a cold look in his eyes. He had a glass full of herbal drink on his palm as he was stirring it with a spoon.