The aura of a king

The boisterous hall fell into silence as a man dressed in a golden robe with silver patterns jerked a long chain followed by a body tumbling to the floor with a loud thud. On the floor was a face familiar to everyone. Who didn't know Qilin San's chosen heir?

This was Qilin San's right-hand man, his henchmen, the man who did his bidding. Now he was being dragged into the main hall by the Pixiu clan leader like a criminal. And the crime he was being accused of was most unusual.

The Pixiu clan leader picked him up with the back of his head and tossed him right by Huishe Nan's feet his chest heaving violently. His forehead laced with a layer of sweat he said, "Clan leader Huishe... I have come to exchange my daughter with the true culprit. It wasn't her fault that this vile man forced himself on her and she became pregnant with his child. Thus I have brought the true culprit and in exchange, you free my daughter."