The Return of the Namgoong Clan's Granddaughter

IthoughtIhadbeenabandoned,ButIwasactuallythechildthattheNamgoongfamilyhadbeensearchingfor.Itwasn’tuntilIwaskilledbytheBloodDemon,whomIhadcalled“teacher,”thatIlearnedthetruth.WhenIawokeagainasathirteen-year-oldchild,IdecidedtoreturntotheNamgoongfamily.Ididn’tseektoberecognizedasfamily.IonlywantedtopreventtheNamgoongfamilyfromfallingapartasithadbefore.“Thisisthejewelry,silk,goldbars,andelixirsthatthefamilyheadhasgiftedtoyou.”“Here,littleone.Thisisacongratulatorygiftforyourreturn.”AssoonasIwasrecognizedasthelostgranddaughteroftheNamgoongfamily,Igaineddeliciousfood,fineclothes,goldandsilvertreasures,andahigh-qualitysword!Ialsogainedagrandfatherandafatherwhocriedandlaughedforme.Butwhatwasthatstrange,tinglingfeelinginmychesteverytimethathappened?InordertoprotectthesmilesofthoseIhadoncekilled,andtopreservethiswarmandticklishsensationforaslongasIcould,Iwasdeterminedtochangethebloodyfuturethatawaitedme,unlikemypreviouslife…NamgoongMucheon’sfacedarkened.‘Isthischildtrulyraisedtobeanassassin?’Thesharpkillingintentandtheswordtechniquesessentialforanassassinwerereflectedinherlife,asiftheywereembeddedinherverybeing.‘Damnbrat.’AngersurgedwithinNamgoongMucheon.Herestrainedhimselffromcursingaloudinfrontofhisgranddaughter,mutteringinhismindinstead.‘Howdaretheyraisemygranddaughterasanassassin?’TheblueenergysurroundingNamgoongMucheongrewevenstronger.