"Ah, Eunuch Liu, is that you? Are you alright…?" Upon seeing Eunuch Liu spit out blood, Yan Liqiang quickly threw the eight-meter-long weapon on the floor and rushed toward him, inquiring about his condition with great concern.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. I heard that you've been cultivating diligently in this archery range for the past few days. Initially, I wanted to come here and test your abilities, who knew… cough cough…" Before Eunuch Liu could finish, he began coughing violently as if his lungs had been damaged like leaking air bag. Yan Liqiang hurriedly patted Eunuch Liu's back and slowly brought his breathing back to normal. After two whole minutes, Eunuch Liu's complexion gradually returned to normal. He then waved his hand slowly as a gesture to Yan Liqiang to stop patting his back.
