The Return of the Namgoong Clan’s Granddaughter

I, who thought I had been abandoned, was the child whom Namgoong had been looking for for a long time.

It was only when I was killed by Hyeolma whom I called Master, that I found out about it, and waking up again as a 13-year-old, I decided to go back to Namgoong.

I have no intention of wanting to be recognized as a family.

It’s just, I was just trying to prevent Namgoong from being destroyed in vain like before, but…

“These are the jewelry, silk, gold bars, and elixir that the Lord has given for the Young Miss.”

“Now, Little Kid. It’s a gift from me to celebrate your return.”

As soon as I was recognized as the granddaughter that Namgoong had lost, I got delicious food, precious clothes, gold and silver treasures, and even high-quality swords!

I have a grandfather and father who would cry and laugh for me.

Just what in the world is this tingling sensation in my chest that I feel every time they do that?

To protect the laughter of those whom I had killed with my own hands,

To preserve this tingling and warm sensation for a long time,

I am trying to change the blood-red future differently from my previous life, but…

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A shadow clouded Namgoong Mucheon’s face.

‘Is this child really raised as an assassin?’

A deep mu*derous energy and the sword method of attributes she could do, which are essential for an assassin, were bottling up her life intact.

‘That damn bastard.’

Anger rose from Namgoong Mucheon’s inner thoughts.

Since he was about to gush out coarse swear words in front of his granddaughter, he repeated the same remark unpleasantly only to himself.

‘How dare he try to raise my granddaughter as an assassin?’

The blue energy that covered up Namgoong Mucheon intensified.