It was no surprise that Jingxun Zhenyi would rebel against the decision. He'd been blinded by false duty and misunderstanding what his mother would have wanted for the Jing Clan.
In desperation, he drew his sword and charged down the steps of the raised platform. He retorted to pure madness, unaccepting of the fact that the world would come to learn of his clan's existence.
Zou Jiayi expected the young fool would react impulsively, so it didn't faze him one bit. With the votes in his favour, there was nothing more to be done.
The Seal of Judgement, Cài Yín, which was on the stone table, lit up more brightly. The object was as alive as one could be, holding the spirit of a powerful beast that was once bound in pact to the eldest son of Jing Lingzhen.
Sensing the incoming danger, the seal released a bright, amber flash, temporarily stunning Jingxun Zhenyi in his tracks and blinding him with the intensity of its light.
