บท 507: Inborn cultivator

Tears appeared in the corners of Mia's sweet eyes, only to then flow down her cheeks as she slowly started to accept the new situation. 

"I… I'm…" Mia muttered, lowering her own hands to her stomach before gently caressing it with an affection only a mother could show. 

"That's what it looks like," I chimed in, reaching out and covering Mia's delicate hands with my own. 

For a long while, we simply stared at each other, each of us struggling to figure out what sort of emotion we were supposed to feel. 

Ultimately, it would be Mia who broke the silence, or rather, Mia's stomach. 

Hearing her stomach growl and even shift a little under my fingertips, I forced myself out of my daze and looked toward the doors. 

'Just where the hell is…'