บท 78: Earning A Small Amount of Profit 1

After he vomited that black blood, the itchiness in his throat subsided considerably.

However, his bed was a complete mess.

Qi Qingyao stabbed all the silver needles into his back, and Heir Pei spat out another couple mouthfuls of black blood. 

He seemed on track to vomit out all the poison in his body.

It did make him feel better, but all the black blood on the bed gave Li Qing a nasty shock.

Once Qi Qingyao was sure that Heir Pei had vomited most of it, she asked, "How do you feel now?"

Throwing up all that black blood made Pei Fengtang feel dizzy from the blood loss. He was weak to begin with, so now he looked like death warmed over.

Heir Pei turned around, a hint of weakness in his ruthless eyes. "If I end up dying, I'll take you and your entire family with me."

"You sure have a sense of humor, Lord Heir. As if I'd let you die! I still want my ten thousand taels. You're my source of income, after all."

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