Puchi!
With the sound falling, Mr. Qian felt a sweetness in his chest and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood again.
He was only at the Qi Cultivation Middle Stage. Even though Zhang Xiaohao did not intentionally suppress him, for someone of his cultivation level, it was as if a mountain was crushing him, and his internal organs felt like a kite with its string cut under this attack.
It took quite a while.
Mr. Qian then struggled to get up from the ground, his face pale, leaning against the wall, filled with fear.
"The Zhu Family is not an ordinary household? Where did they invite such a senior expert? With my cultivation, I couldn't even withstand a single attack in front of him. Doesn't that mean, if the other party exerted full strength, they could crush me in an instant?"
Thinking of this, Mr. Qian could no longer keep his composure.
Right away, he hurriedly rushed out of the study.
