"Hurry, Kick Me!"

The Godfather didn't possess Ainsley for too long. He quickly went out of the baby's body after a few seconds and immediately looked at Ainsley with a complicated gaze. 

[...this lord remembers tiny bits about you. This Lord remembers that you're this lord's disciple, and this lord often gave you hellish training.] 

When the Godfather blurted out the last sentence, his voice became quieter, as if he was too reluctant to say it out loud. 

Well...he is actually embarrassed that his former self had the heart to torture this toddler…

However, Ainsley didn't mind the Godfather's strange behaviour at all. Her focus was on what he said. 

When she was sure that she didn't hear it wrong, her face beamed, and tears slowly gathered at the corner of her eyes. 

[Uncle Godfather...y-you remembered me!]