After the middle-aged male cultivator left, Qin Gengyun let out a deep breath, his whole body feeling weak, nearly collapsing to the ground.
In his previous life, he had been an ordinary worker, rarely engaging in conflicts with others.
In this life, he was merely a bottom-tier Loose Cultivator, forced to give his all just to survive, never having fought others using spells.
Not to mention, he had just faced a Fifth-Layer Qi Cultivator, a full two realms ahead of him!
That pressure alone was enough to make one's heart race with fear and spirit tremble.
"Taoist Friend Qin, are you alright?"
Mo Xiaolan came over, her forehead also covered in sweat, yet she still stood straight, as if nothing could make her bow or kneel.
Qin Gengyun shook his head, panting, "Taoist Friend Mo, was Senior Zhou trying to force you to marry him? Why didn't you tell me?"
