Three hundred meters is not a long distance for an ordinary person, let alone a martial artist with extraordinary skills like Xiao Tian.
In no time, Xiao Tian heard a flurry of discussions, accompanied by the tragic cries of a woman.
Xiao Tian frowned immediately, could it be that Sun Miaohan was in some kind of trouble?!
However, when Xiao Tian focused his senses on hearing, he almost staggered and fell to the ground.
"Please... please, if you don't help, how will my child and I survive!"
"Child?!" Hearing Sun Miaohan sobbing, Xiao Tian muttered quietly, instinctively feeling something amiss, as he had seen her just a few hours ago. Even if she were pregnant, it couldn't happen so quickly.
Then, Sun Miaohan's voice came again, turning Xiao Tian's expression as dark as the bottom of a pot.
"I can't find him now. Everyone, if you see him, please tell him to at least think about our child, even if he doesn't want me!"
