After Ye Qian walked out of Xiao Ya's room.
Seeing that there was no one in the living room as Grandma Yan and Grandpa Xiao was in their room taking a short nap, he sat on the sofa and tried to cultivate.
About an hour later.
"SIGH"
With a release of a long sigh.
Ye Qian opened his mouth.
He was about to open his eyes when he felt a burning pain in his dantian.
"COUGH COUGH"
Ye Qian's cough was so loud that it would make anyone feel worried about him.
"Arghhhh"
Ye Qian coughed once again followed by a groan.
Subconsciously Ye Qian brought his hand near his mouth.
The next moment, Ye Qian felt a sweet liquid in his mouth as he coughed constantly while blood started to spit on his hands.
"SIGH"
Ye Qian sighed while looking at the blood which was flowing down his hands.
There was nothing he could do right now.
