"Dad, we're all still alive, aren't we? Where there's a will, there's a way, and we'll have our day in the sun."
"Second brother is right. As long as we're alive, there's hope. The Feng Family will not end here," Feng Yuzhen also urged.
Although the two brothers knew that the glory of the Feng Family was no longer what it used to be, their status as official slaves would mean that for the next three generations, they couldn't even live as ordinary civilians.
Not to mention any prospects for an official career.
Feng Yuxin was deeply saddened. Even if dynasties changed, their status couldn't be erased. Even if a wise ruler ascended the throne and pardoned the world, it wouldn't include them.
The greatest possibility would be if Dad or Big Brother could advance their medical skills and conquer a supposedly incurable disease, thus offering the family a chance for a comeback.
Such a hope was indeed slim.
