Although they weren''t in the military, they were very familiar with the name. It was known for its brutal environment and incredibly difficult selection process. Very few soldiers made it out of there alive, let alone became a senior instructor.


    To earn that title, one needed top-tier psychological fortitude, physical conditioning, andbat skills. And their fourth sister, who was only twenty-five, had already achieved that rank?


    Looking at her sun-kissed skin and slender frame, the brothers felt a pang of heartache alongside their astonishment. They couldn''t begin to imagine the hardships she must have endured to get to where she was today.


    "Oh, and right now, I''m also your sister," Ebony Fox added calmly, cing the DNA report on the table.


    Staring at the report, the three men were still in a bit of a daze.


    "Hello," Jimmie was the first to recover. He swallowed hard and stepped forward, extending a hand. "I''m Jimmie, your oldest brother."


    “Hello,” Ebony Fox replied, shaking his hand.


    "I''m Harold, your second brother." Harold offered his hand as well.


    "Hello,” she responded with a slight smile.


    "And I''m Melvin, your..." Melvin was thest to step up, but before he could finish, Ebony Fox cut in. "I know you. Little Three."


    The rest of Melvin''s introduction got stuck in his throat, his expression turningplicated. Little Three? He would never be able to reconcile himself with that nickname.


    "Ahem." Seeing Melvin''s dark expression, Ebony Fox blinked and exined earnestly, "I used to pick on you a lot when we were kids, so you left a deeper impression on me."


    That exnation felt like two daggers straight to Melvin''s heart. Bullied by her as a child and greeted with Little Thee... a world of hurt, created just for him.


    "My apologies, Bro," Ebony Fox said, pressing her lips together.


    The formal address finally soothed Melvin''s bruised ego. It seemed that among the three of them, his fourth sister had called him ''bro'' first.


    "Hmph,” he grunted, a proud smile spreading across his face.


    After the introductions, the four of them sat facing each other, and the atmosphere plunged into an awkward silence.


    "How did you end up at Huntsman Institute?” Jimmie asked softly.


    "Sold there by human traffickers," Ebony Fox said, her face tilted up. Years of Suffering and training had made her unppable. "I''ve actually been looking for you all these years, but my identity is too sensitive for a public search The invitation to


    Era City was my chance. I never expected fate to be so kind, letting me find not only my little sister but all of you too."


    She paused. "So... do you have any more questions?"


    The three brothers looked at her.


    "If not, can we get Juniper over here now? I want to see her," Ebony Fox said, her eyes shining with anticipation.


    The brothers exchanged nces, their expressions unreadable. So, in her eyes, it was all about the little sister.


    "I''ll text her now,” Jimmie said, pulling out his phone. “Barring any surprises, you should be able to see her in about half an hour."


    "Okay." A rare smile graced Ebony


    Fox''s cool features. But before the smile could even settle, she


    suddenly sensed movement outside.


    Could her identity have been exposed, leading her enemies here?