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The urgent sound of gunfire from downstairs made Lin Tian tense up; he no longer cared about Zhong Liting and rushed out immediately.
He Qianqian and Bu Mengting, the two most important women in his life, were downstairs, yet the sound of rapid gunfire was echoing from there—how could he not be worried?
Despite having the superpower of foresight, this ability only predicted major events; minor accidents like bumps and scrapes to the girls could not be foreseen.
And Lin Tian did not want the girls to have even the slightest mishap.
Whoosh!
With a grave expression, Lin Tian raced downstairs!
Lin Tian was quick; in just a few seconds, he had dashed to the stairway connecting the second floor to the first.
Standing at the top of the stairs, Lin Tian paused, his gaze falling downward.
This was an excellent vantage point; from here, he could grasp the entire situation on the first floor.
A sweep of his gaze and Lin Tian felt slightly relieved.
