Viserryan the Firstborn
The elder was right. Not only was Lord Viserryan still holding the Ancestral Blade but he didn't have any sons either? How did that make sense?
Hao Xuan met his gaze, choosing to be as forthcoming as he had been with him.
"Are you really the head of the Shin Clan?"
Lord Viserryan's eyes narrowed, "The Shin Clan?"
He turned to the right, looking at a girl who was perhaps in her early twenties. She also had the same silver hair as him. Next to her was her servant, a rather ordinary-looking man with a scarred face and short black hair.
"You, boy, what is your surname?" he casually inquired.
But before he could answer the silver-haired girl fell to her knees, "Father, forgive me please! It is all my fault! I did not wish to hide things from you, it just- I couldn't help it! Mother always told me to follow my heart and I-"
"Enough!" Lord Viserryan lightly tapped his foot which shook the entire land, even creating shockwaves within the lake.