Wei An watched, his heart pounding in terror.
Qin Wen's breathing was like a bellows; he could barely speak. He clearly looked like he couldn't hold on much longer, as if his life was about to end.
Bai Mo remained unmoved.
It wasn't just that he believed Qin Wen could endure it; Qin Wen himself was no clueless fool.
Making a living in the Celestial Barrier Mountain, he knew very well whether his own body could take it.
After a moment, Qin Wen suddenly coughed, and a trickle of blood ran from his nose.
He was covered in a cold sweat, and his trembling gaze met Bai Mo's. Seeing the encouraging look in Bai Mo's eyes, he gritted his teeth and held on.
This was the scene that greeted Liu Yaozi when he arrived at the door.
His head and body were wrapped in cloth bandages, from which blood faintly seeped.
At that moment, however, Qin Wen's teetering state looked no better than his own.
Liu Yaozi was given a genuine fright.
"Has he been poisoned by some blasted pill?!"
