" XICHEN! WHY ARE YOU SILENT! " Lan Qiren's voice roared like a howl in the sound-vaccum Hall.
The strange silence is still reigning, and not even murmurs were heard, as the Hall went as silent as the dead coffin. Lan Xichen was still standing with a frozen frame and lost eyes. Those lost eyes are screaming, as if unspoken words were rippling in his throat, but his tightly shut lips are confiscating the tide of words like a confining dam.
" What happened sect leader Lan? Why are you silent now? Too ashamed to confess the crime? Too ashamed to besmirch the Lan righteousness? " Lady Xuiyang spat out, like a raging snake spits out her venom.
" The mirror is fake and the scenes are nothing more than mere illusions." Lan Wangji's calm voice diffused in the tensed atmosphere.
" How could you tell that young master Lan? " Lady Xuiyang curtly countered.
" Brother has a mole on his neck. The figure in the scene is not my brother, since there was no mole on its neck. Also, your image is fake too. The heavenly symbol that is engraved on your left wrist was absent in the mirror-image-you. " Lan Wangji concluded his statement with a deadly glare - dedicated towards the lady.
Li Xuiyang's face twisted and a confounding wave washed over her pretty face, as all the prying eyes stared at her with suspicion. Lan Wangji's own golden eyes were piercing right through her.
But soon, she regained her composure, and the sangfroid returned to her face, and she held her head high and glared back at everyone.
Li Xiuyang, " If it is so, then why did your brother suddenly go silent? Is that not the indication of his confessing the guilt?"
Lan Wangji averted his gaze from her in an unamused manner, and looked at his brother, who was standing like a jade statue - as silent as an alabaster figurine.
" Brother. Am I not right? You have noticed it too I suppose? " Lan Wangji asked calmly, but his brother was still silent, and didn't even look up to spare a glance at his younger brother.
" Brother? " Lan Wangji called out in a confused and concerned voice.
The old and aging white cladded man was slowly losing his sanity, as the blow of the confounding besmirch and the dreadful pillory were slowly burning his heart. A single black dot on his two most cherished jewels, and he is ready to shatter the world to chastise the mar. But it doesn't mean he will hold the hand of nepotism, and just because it is his nephew and the leader of his clan, he will let go the accused.
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The Phoenix - Rise Of The Demonic Cultivator
Fanfiction"I don't love you anymore, loving you was a mistake." "Don't show your face ever again." "You are a monster..." Betrayed by his beloved one and made to suffer a harrowing affliction, Wei Wuxian walked away with a broken heart, away from the world th...