I was reborn and returned to three hundred years ago, preparing to kill the enemies who would slaughter my entire family in the future.
But he saw him as a boy covered in blood, protecting a nest of hares in the mud.
"Don't be afraid," he said tremblingly, "I will protect you."
Later he knelt before me and begged me to accept him as my disciple.
I should have killed him with one sword, but somehow I almost killed him.
Many years later, he grew up to be a world-famous immortal, but he did not hesitate to fall into the devil's path when I was in danger.
In the sea of blood, he wiped away the blood on my lips: "Master, I will protect you this time."
