What surprised her though was the fact that her older brother, who was only 15, was also going with them. Although she had already been a pro assassin at the same age in her previous life, that was the life she had been enslaved into by the organization but this life was completely different from her previous life.
Thinking about it though it did make sense, her family was a martial family and her eldest brother was set to inherit the mantle of the Feng Family when his time came.
This was perhaps the most silent meal she had ever had with her family. The silence was uncomfortable and an air of sadness that filled the room, unfamiliar.
Her grandfather stood up solemnly and opened the old wine bottle and poured a single cup of wine out and placed it in front of her older brother. Everyone else was given the normal wine and even the children were given tea in a small cup.
