The Four Women's Consensus: Tonight, We Must Take Down Master (Lin Feng)!

The crisp crack of a teacup shattering sounded unbearably piercing in the deathly silent council hall.

Yu Yuanzhen slowly opened his hand, and blue porcelain dust trickled through his fingers.

The smugness and contempt on his face had completely frozen. The color drained from it at a visible speed, turning into a terrifying iron-blue shade.

Several elders in the hall remained silent as cicadas in winter. Even their breathing slowed deliberately, afraid that the slightest sound would draw the clan leader's thunderous wrath.

The steward kneeling on the ground buried his head deeply in the crook of his arms, his body shaking like a fallen leaf in a gale.

Time seemed to stretch at that moment.

Every second was filled with suffocating oppression.

Finally.

"Heh..."

A dry laugh squeezed out of Yu Yuanzhen's throat.

The deep-set eyes that had once held such composure and confidence now contained nothing but boundless fury, enough to burn everything to ashes!

"Good... very good!"

He slammed his palm down on the table. The obsidian round table, hard as iron, was struck with spiderweb-like cracks by that single blow!

"What a Spirit Hall! What a Bibi Dong!"

Yu Yuanzhen shot up from the head seat. His burly body trembled violently with extreme rage, and the tyrannical dragon's might originating from his top-tier martial soul erupted, seeming to freeze the very air throughout the hall!

"A public trial? Three parties testifying? Plagiarism?!"

With every word, his voice rose another octave. By the end, he was roaring like a madman!

"The face of our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has been trampled beneath the feet of the entire continent by that unfilial wretch!!!"

He was not grieving for Yu Xiaogang.

He was grieving for his own reputation! For the majesty and dignity the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon