Chapter 65 - 45: Xiong Family (II) (1/2)

Xiong Nuen Zai was silently sipping his wine while watching the other Xiong family members show off their wealth.

In actuality, he did not need to attend this Xiong Anniversary. For years, as a member of Xiong family, he always received an invitation every year to attend the banquet but he never comes.

It was not because of guts but because he despised this kind of gathering. He did not want to watch such people carrying favor for other people then gossip behind their backs. Nor did he want attention or converse with these 'rich people'. Of course, it includes his relatives, the Xiong family.

Since he was young their third branch never achieves great achievements. Their branch was the least branch that received attention from the whole world. It was because they were Xiong that people revered them and they could act mightier than the normal wealthy man.

But aside from the surname Xiong, their thrid branch would just be a 'normal' rich family. That's why he and his sister, Xiong Mai, did not covet any shares from the Xiong empire. Even his elder brother, Xiong Li did not openly greed for it.

Only the second branch who was fighting for death that boldly planning to dominate the entire Xiong empire step by step.

Xiong Nuen Zai glanced at the second branch. He saw his cousins were busying themselves associating with the elders, businessmen, and politicians. In this gathering, they were expanding and tightening their connections. Even his nephews and niece were all the same.

Xiong Nuen Zai shook his head. He wanted to meet her as soon as possible to be out of this place.

He stands up and ready to leave the hall to take a breather when all the people in the hall went silent. He noticed that the people were all looking in the same direction.

He looked as well.

Xiong Neuen Zai remembers her as a small little girl without any expression in her face, childish yet mature. That day, in his first cousin's funeral, he clearly saw that her eyes were confused but calm and unperturbed. He knew no one explained to her what happened. For why she was meeting many people. She probably learned in her parent's funeral that her parents died. Seeing her again made him remember his first encounter with her...

I hate wearing black. It reminds me of the funeral. I don't know how many times I attended the funeral. It was my father's first, then my first brother, second brother, and now my cousin. It was no wonder. Since every day in our lives was a silent battlefield.

I entered the hall and faced the black sea of people. They were conversing with one another, some were pitying my cousin, my niece, but all of them were exchanging cards. It falls at one point, business. Even at the funeral, they would not let it go.

I light incense and offer a prayer to my cousin.

My cousin, you probably even don't know how you die. May your soul find peace and not suffer any more struggles. You will not be in this war of power anymore.

I sat at the back as I don't want to mingle with these people. Arriving at the back, I saw a child with a dazed expression. She was wearing a black dress and her hair was adorned with a ribbon. She was adorable yet her face did not show any emotion aside from being dazed by the crowd in front of her. Of course, I recognized her. She got her mother's eyes and her sharp chin. That was my niece in my first cousin, Xiong Zhi.

I approached her and spoke softly.

”Where are your maids?”

The child looked at me and did not answer. Her gaze was clear and she was guarded. At the same time, she was studying me. With her young age, it was obvious what she was doing. But surely after a couple of years, no one could ever read her mind.