Charlotte’s Father, Big Daddy, had surprised Lottie with a getaway to China. She was very excited to be able to get out of New Orleans. However, she was going to have to go by herself. Her father was going to go, but ended up not being able to after a few things popped up.
She had to go by herself on the boat to China. Surprisingly, the trip there went quickly, and didn’t cause her any sea sickness.Once she was in China, she didn’t know where to go, so she just hauled her bags around. She saw a small village, or so she thought, in the distance. She began walking over to the ‘village’.
Once she got close enough, she realised that it wasn’t a village, but instead a camp. She let out a sigh before trying to find someone who looked friendly enough to help her.
Ping wasn’t the only one on guard - there were three other men stationed around the camp, facing each of the cardinal directions. But Wu Zhong, even if it barely compassed the valley, was big enough that the slender soldier felt very alone as he marched back and forth along the wall, sword drawn.
If it weren’t for drawing lots, Ping probably would never have been put on guard duty at all. How could he possibly survive an attacker when he was beaten into the ground in training every day? When Chi Fu had seen Ping heading out with the other, bigger and stronger men, the emperor’s consul shook his head in disbelief and marched off. Probably to talk to Captain Li. Ping cringed at the thought - being on guard duty was bad enough, but if the captain actually came out to relieve Ping of his post, Ping would never live it down. He’d be lower to the other men than he was already. Squaring his shoulders, Ping turned around and kept marching back and forth. That was all he had to do, how hard could it be? It wasn’t like the Huns were really going to walk right up to camp and…
“Gah!” Ping pointed his sword at a shadowy figure that was approaching him. But it wasn’t enough - he was going to die. He just knew it. "Who’s that?!“