Chapter 38 - Gravity Training Room (1/2)

”Ring! Ring! Ring!”

Sima Fenglun grabbed his ringing phone and saw an unknown number calling him. He look confused, but then he recalled Cale's confident smile.

”Hello.” Siman Fenglun's voice sounded a bit hoarse as he greeted the caller. He then cleared his throat hurriedly while waiting for the person over the phone to talk.

”Good morning Mr. Sima Fenglun, this is Cale. We have already accomplished our goal here in Macau, and in less than an hour, we will fly back home.” Cale's indifferent voice sounded over the phone. Sima Fenglun put the call on loud speaker so that his sister will hear their talk, or perhaps, so that she can hear Cale's voice.

Sima Ying listened attentively with her eyes closed.

”Good morning to you too Mr. Cale. You should have told me that you will go back home today, so that I can send you off.” A trace of disappointment can be heard on Sima Fenglun voice.

”There is no need for that. Anyway, a few weeks from now, the tower will be finished making. And on that day, go to the address that I sent on your email. All the stuffs you need to do and bring are also written there.” Cale shook his head and answered in the same tone of voice.

Sima Fenglun was not shock anymore about Cale knowing his email and just listened attentively to everything he said.

”Goodbye Mr. Sima Fenglun and say hello to Young miss Sima Ying for me.”

”Goodbye Mr. Cale.” Sima Fenglun kept his phone and glanced at his sister with a slight smile. Sima Ying smiled back at him, but her eyes flashed a moment sorrow.

Somewhere in Germany, a man sitting in a sofa suddenly stood up. His face was full of anger and sadness as he rained curses after smashing his phone on the floor. ”Fuck! Fuck! Who the hell dares to kill my son?! Fuck that shit! If I were to learn who did this, I will tear your flesh and burry you alive!”

The armed men inside the room glanced fearfully at their boss. He was Lewis Fischer, Vice Leader of Verreine Camorra, one of the largest syndicate group in Germany.

The government of Germany did their best in tracking the group, but the Verreine Camorra had ears in the government. They even have members in Germany's military force, thus the government was truly helpless against them.

”Noah, investigate everything that happened before my son was killed. I want a very detailed report sent to me in less than three days! Move!” Intense flames burned in Lewis Fischer's eyes as he clenched his fists in anger.

Inside his private jet, Cale was looking at the clouds with a determined look.

”Warwolf, I will allow your employer to have you for now, but not for long.” Cale smiled as he glanced at the city down below and enjoyed one last look of it.

The next day, inside Cale's mansion, a beautiful blonde woman was walking with hurried foot steps. She knocked the door on Cale's room, but did not receive a response. She was about to knock harder when the door suddenly opened, and a topless Cale with a messy hair and slightly closed eyes greeted her sight.

Daphne blushed slightly and calmed her fluttering heart. ”My lord, I have finished making the identities for everyone. And also, Ulric told me that the tower will be finished in three weeks time. With the help, of the two hundred men you got, the building's progress was accelerated by many times.”

Cale nodded his head slightly and was about to close the door when he suddenly remembered about the importance of owning his own private hangar with a vast complex of runways.

”Daphne, search for a place in where we can build our own hangar and make sure that there is enough space for runways.”