C169 Your Premonition Is Real

The next morning, when Xia Zhengguo was released, it was as if he had been fished out of water. His entire body was drenched with sweat, and his face was as pale as a sheet of paper.

After an unknown amount of time, he slowly regained his consciousness. His eyes were filled with fear, and he scrambled away from the black coffin.

He seemed to have died once