Since the age of ten, he watched various animals kill each other every day, and in between, began to learn the basics of being an assassin. Then it started with knives, fighting to the death with some animals, eliminating the weak, and then came competition among themselves. He was never the best among them, yet he actually survived in the end—a true miracle. Of course, perhaps even then, his fate to betray in the future was already sealed, because his heart had never been at peace.

That stretch of memory had not been touched for a long time, yet at this moment, it surfaced with clarity. In the darkness, that girl who kept struggling, her slightly chubby little face.

"Please, don't kill me, please, don't kill me..."

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

Instinctively, he reached for his waist, and his right hand was immediately met with a sharp pain. Then he stretched out his left hand and looked at it again and again.

"I really have become a child..."

He reached for his waist again, and the scar left from a moment of mercy was gone. That was the first time he killed someone in his life, and also the first time he was injured. Now, even the scar was gone.

Looking around, this was a rather old-fashioned hospital room to him. It was probably close to evening; looking out from here, the sunset outside the window was crimson, and all he could see were old-style buildings. Not far away, on a white wall, there was a small tear-off calendar, the paper still new: November 3, 1991.

He wasn't too surprised; he just frowned slightly, then showed a faint smile. After a moment, the smile grew wider. He kept his lips closed, his whole body trembling with laughter.

Freedom, rebirth...

At this moment, he truly felt it.

Thinking back now, the earliest memory he had was also from November 1991, when he had just started training at Laura Parker. That night, the two people named No. 7 and No. 9 were probably the assassins who sent him into Laura Parker. In his previous life, he knew nothing at all; but in this life, his early awakening changed everything.

His shoulder was still wrapped in gauze, a dull pain coming from it, but to him now, this was nothing. He tried hard to open the cabinet beside the hospital bed, hoping to find something to confirm his current identity. However, inside were only two sets of clothes, a thermal lunch box, and a few pieces of fruit. After thinking for a moment, he crawled to the foot of the bed. Sure enough, there was an information tag hanging there.

James Cooper.

Such a proper name. The corners of his mouth curled into a smile.

But in any case, he finally had his own name, and a faint warmth welled up in his heart. As he was lost in sentiment, the hospital room door creaked open. In came a little girl with a backpack, her hair in two braids, an oval face, very cute.

"Ah? James Parker, you're awake?" The little girl saw him and ran to the bedside with a smile, putting down her backpack. He instinctively wrapped the blanket around his naked body. Then the girl reached out to touch him, but only gently touched the bandage: "Does it still hurt? Are you better? Oh, wait, I'll go call the nurse auntie."

As she spoke, she dashed out of the room like the wind. The child on the bed smiled faintly, his gaze falling on the girl's big backpack.

On it, four big characters were sewn with red thread: Hongxing Primary School.

Below were three smaller characters, which seemed to be the girl's name: Lily Bennett.

Section Two James Parker and Lily

"Ha—ha—hei—"

As the sun rose, the crisp and energetic shouts of a little girl rang out from the grass. Among a group of elderly people doing morning exercises, a pretty girl with two pigtails was practicing a set of Wing Chun moves in a proper and disciplined manner. The boy named James Cooper was lying on the slope above the grass, watching the group practice martial arts out of boredom.

It had been two months since he regained this child's body.

During this time, for the first ten days or so, he pretended to be deaf and mute, feigning amnesia, but later gradually figured everything out. The city he was in now, Jianghai, was one of the top cities in the country. Since the reform and opening up, it had benefited greatly, and its economic strength had developed rapidly. Generally speaking, at this time, the upper echelons of Jianghai were basically occupied by a few family businesses. Most of these families had deep roots and many connections both in the central government and locally, and even during the years of turmoil, they had not suffered much. The The Harris Family was one of them.

His mother was apparently a direct descendant of the The Harris Family. However, the The Harris Family had a family rule: anyone who wanted to marry a The Harris Family woman had to marry into the family. His father, proud and ambitious, eloped with his mother, and not long after he was born, both parents died in a landslide. The The Harris Family had already disowned the two, but seeing that he was young, they felt some pity and took him in to raise.

With such a background, although the housekeepers and servants called him "young master," he was not truly a "young master." The family considered his mother's story a disgrace, and many children of his generation in the family knew about it, so they would mock and bully him from time to time. This time, he probably ran away from home because he couldn't stand such treatment. Who would have thought that after leaving, he would encounter two assassins from Laura Parker searching for new blood.