"Brother Tian, I am Xie Tian!"
An extremely sorrowful voice, like the Heavenly Dao's thunder of judgment, exploded in Tianqi City!
The moment the name Xie Tian was mentioned, the beggar's body trembled slightly, but it seemed an extraordinary power arose in the beggar's heart, suppressing that tremble. Then a more indifferent voice emerged.
"You mistook me..."
Xie Tian, with moist blood-red eyes, immediately squatted down to support the beggar. His arms trembled slightly, as a visible ripple swiftly swept across the beggar's skin, shaking off all the black mud and dust from his body!
"Brother Tian!"
The call, infused with a trace of soul power, finally broke through the beggar's defenses made of numbness and despair, piercing his heart.
But those eyes, filled with despair, were still like daggers, piercing Xie Tian, making him feel unbearable pain, unable to suppress his fury!
"Tell me, what on earth happened?"
