Chapter 227 The truth

John and others returned to the Oracle Palace.

In the south part of the palace.

Kate woke up from a coma, her face as white as a sheet. What she saw first was a familiar face looking at her with concern.

"Little John..."

She murmured.

Her mind was still in a mess.

Was it an illusion?

She was dead, right?

Then why was John in front of her? Was he a fake shadow she imagined before she went to the underworld?

Kate reached out her hand to rub John’s face. "My little John... I'm so sorry…. I have just met you once, and now I'm leaving... I’m so sorry"

"Kate, see, you are still alive. I have killed all the bastards that dared hurt you."

John was heartbroken when seeing Kate’s pale face.

"Am I still alive?"

Kate was stunned.

She could feel the pain coming from her shoulders.

How could a dead person feel pain?

She rubbed her face in a daze, the touch was so real, so warm.