Zuo Mufeng was taken aback when he heard her say that.
For a moment, the hospital room fell quiet, and their eyes met.
Zuo Mufeng looked at the petite woman before him who, despite resembling a delicate doll, seemed impossible to associate with an assassin.
"How could you, a young girl, become an assassin?"
When Lily heard his question, it seemed as if she had heard a joke.
Her large eyes blinked, and her small lips curved slightly upward, "I was born to be an assassin. I've been receiving various kinds of training since I was three. I can only eliminate others to ensure there's a chance for the rest to live. Aside from being an assassin, I really don't know what else to do."
Hearing her say this, Zuo Mufeng found himself inexplicably feeling heartache for her.
Perhaps, being an assassin wasn't her true nature; no one is born evil.
"What about your parents? Do you remember them?"
Lily shook her head; she didn't know why she was telling Zuo Mufeng all these things.
