Chapter 24: The Inquisition

Qin Yuechi sat composed, her plain attire unable to dim her striking beauty—a fact that gnawed at Lady Zhao's pride.

"Still playing the noble ice queen?" Lady Zhao sneered. "Once your bastard arrives, let's see how calm you remain!"

Qin Yuechi's hands tightened imperceptibly on her robes. My son… what have they done to you?

A grizzled elder slammed his fist. "Where is that troublemaker Qin Chen?!"

Qin Yuechi lifted her gaze, voice glacial. "If my son is a 'bastard,' what does that make you?"

"You dare?!" The elder—her own uncle—turned purple.

Qin Yuanzhi, Qin Yuechi's second brother, intervened. "Uncle, she's distressed. Let this rest."

"Rest?!" The elder spat. "Her disgraceful elopement humiliated our clan for decades!"

The hall doors burst open. Qin Chen strode in, flanked by guards yet radiating defiance. His eyes first sought his mother, then swept the assembly with icy disdain.

"Kneel before the Patriarch!" a elder barked.

Qin Chen smirked. "Which 'Patriarch'? Last I checked, this was the Dingwu Prince's Manor, not Lord Anping's estate."

Gasps erupted. Lady Zhao seized her moment. "See his insolence?! He spits on our traditions!"

Patriarch Qin Yuanxiong's gaze sharpened. "Explain your quarrel with Master Liang Yu."

"I've nothing to explain."

Qin Fen stepped forward, malice dripping. "Allow me, Patriarch. While I sought Master Liang's aid to forge a treasure blade with our clan's Darksteel Ore, he"—a finger jabbed at Qin Chen—"provoked the master, ruining everything!"