The cold wind hit Zhi Renxiao's face, caressing his jet black hair. He sits upright on the Patriarch's Chair, a throne carved with a dragon that symbolizes supreme power in Klam. Zhi. A sly smile graced his lips, his eyes sparkling with unstoppable ambition.
“Renxiao, you have no right to sit there!” The loud voice of Zhi Sao, his older brother, echoed in the main hall. His figure emerged from behind the silk curtain, valiant without the slightest sign of weakness.
"You? How can you still stand?" asked Zhi Renxiao, his voice cold as ice. He was sure that the Black Snake Poison he put into Zhi Sao's mouth would directly cause fatal paralysis.
"You are surprised to see that I can still stand. This is because of my son Zhi Hao. When you left after poisoning me, he came and treated me and h
