Smelian said softly, "I'm fine now, Xiaxia. Get some rest."
Reassured, Lu Xia closed her eyes and drifted back to sleep. This time, as if a weight had been lifted from her heart, she slept with a rare sense of peace.
After Lu Xia fell asleep, Smelian raised his hand. A small cloud of icy mist materialized in his palm, and he could feel his body brimming with superpower. The sensation was incredible.
He had never felt so powerful. 'So this is what it's like to have a superpower.'
Careful not to disturb Lu Xia, Smelian took a quick shower in the bathroom and then left the room.
Cecil was just coming in, holding a vibrant bouquet of roses. He was a little surprised to see Smelian. "You didn't go to work today?"
"Yeah, something came up today. Why are you back so early?"
"I finished up, so I came back. Where's Lu Xia?"
"She's resting in her room. Don't disturb her."
"Okay, then."
