Tu Xiupei felt her blood surge upward due to a pressure exerted by a strong spiritual force. A mouthful of blood rushed up to her throat. But she didn't dare to vomit in front of the Grandmaster. So, she held it in and swallowed it down as best as she could, lowering her head slowly. "No, definitely not."
The old man gave out a satisfied "uh-huh". Noticing the bloody hole in Feng Tianlan's shoulder, he frowned. He jerked his shoulder and released his spiritual force secretly once more. "Continue with what you were saying."
Pff!
Tu Xiupei sensed the spiritual force get stronger and felt a blow to her chest. She couldn't hold it in anymore and turned to the side to vomit out the mouthful of blood.
"Pei'er, what's wrong?" Qi Shujie, who had been spat in the face by Tu Xiupei's outburst, only reacted by being concerned about her.