A tall, jade-like young man of strikingly handsome features and naturally imposing bearing strode slowly to Aibite's side. Even the pride that radiated from his bones gave others the feeling that it was only natural, only right.
Perhaps it was due to their bloodline, or perhaps because the family was immensely wealthy and had, for countless years, deliberately intermarried with all manner of handsome men and beautiful women. The men of the Silver Iris Family were all handsome and dashing, while the women were all beautiful and alluring. And this Aikaste before them was the finest among handsome men.
He stood half a head taller than most, his shoulders a full span broader than ordinary people's. With his slightly raised chin, proud and majestic expression, magnificent silver robes, silver hair, and silver eyes, Aikaste stood upon the dais like a statue of a god, coldly surveying the many clansmen around him.
"Aikaste!" Aibite coldly swept his gaze over the surrounding clansmen. "One month ago, he broke through into the demigod realm and condensed his own Deep Blue law, Frost Prison. Among the younger generation of the family, no one is more outstanding than he is!"
An elder slowly rose to his feet and muttered in a low voice, "Ais Te is more outstanding than him!"
Aibite looked coldly at that elder. "Ais Te is a traitor, and her strength is inferior to Aikaste's."
The elder who had risen said icily, "Why did Ais Te become a traitor? Can anyone tell me why Ais Te, whose bloodline is the purest and closest to that of the ancestor, became a traitor to the family? An outstanding clansman who was highly likely to inherit the true power of Deep Blue became a traitor—why exactly was that?"
Around seven or eight elders began chattering