Chapter 52 - Confession (2/2)

”I am back, Major General Cale. Your Xia Qingyue is back.” Her melodic voice traveled like a bomb in Cale's ears.

”You... You also reincarnated back in time?” Cale could no longer hold back his tears and a thin line slid down slowly, but it was hidden by the silver wolf mask on his face and only small globs of liquid can be seen at the corner of his eyes.

Sima Ying shook her head, her eyes was looking at him with tender love. ”I was reborn again and I could not remember anything about my past life until I met you.”

Cale forced himself not to sob and just look at her with a weak smile.

”I have loved you from my past life, and until now in this life, my love remains the same, Cale.” Sima Ying's affectionate voice made Cale hugged the woman in front him tighter as whispered softly. ”I love you my Xia Qingyue. From now on, no one can get you away from me again. Even gods will die if they steal you from me.”

”Mhm -  mhm.” Sima Ying smiled and nodded her softly as she listened to the rhythmic beating of Cale's heart.

”Ehem! Ehem! Could you guys help me for a moment here? My shoulder is aching so bad. Oh! Oh!” Sima Fenglun had a teasing smile on his face as he faked a painful expression despite his current plight.

Cale looked at him with a smile, while Sima Ying glanced at her brother with embarrassment, but her eyes was still filled with worry for him.

Cale stood up and a cup of Heavenly Spring Water suddenly appeared on his hand. Sima Fenglun was surprised, but he held on his curiosity and just received the glass of clear water.

He put the glass on his mouth and smelled a refreshing scent from it. The moment the liquid entered his body, he felt the pain he was feeling melting away slowly. The wound on his shoulder was also recovering at a discernible speed. And in less than ten seconds, only a small scar remained from the injury.

Sima Fenglun was shocked and looked at the glass in his hands with wide eyes. He then glanced at Cale who was smiling at him. The latter then stood up and glanced at the aftermath of Demetrio's carnage.

More than a dozen armed men lay dead on the cold ground. Their heads were no longer attached to their bodies. They all died in one slash of Demetrio's short sword.

Sima Fenglun looked at his teacher with admiration while the latter smiled at him. His short sword was still tainted with red blood as it slowly dripped on the floor. Demetrio then flicked his short sword, removing the blood from it, before he sheathed it back on its scabbard.

Cale who was still in his silver wolf mask glanced at the dead bodies emotionlessly. His silver eyes was filled with strange energies as his aura flactuated unconsciously.

'Verreine Camorra, very good! You had successfully angered me. Enjoy the rest of your days, because your lives will no longer be yours the moment I step on Germany.'

His heart then regained clarity as he turned around and glanced at Sima Ying fondly. He then grabbed her dainty hands and pulled her to his embrace.

Sima Ying rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes. A bright smile can be seen on her stunning face.