Three days and three nights of flying left Qin Wushuang unable to believe how much distance he had traveled. Qin Wushuang only gradually regained his consciousness when he had no idea how long he had been unconscious. As soon as he had regained his consciousness, he sat up abruptly. Next, he gave a light groan as tremendous pain struck his chest and back.
The most intense pain was that wave of burning sensation below his abdomen. The pain made him grimace.
Qin Wushuang shook his head and his eyesight gradually became clearer. As he used his hands to block the rays of lights shining in from the window, he started to observe his surrounding environment.
This was a thatched hut that was not big in size, and with simple yet crude display. There was only the little bed that he lay in. Next to the little bed, there was a small table with two bamboo chairs.
