Elder Li's face grew dark as the words settled in. He could not argue against the facts. Xie Jing had provoked the conflict, and now he faced its consequences.
"The matter is settled," Xie Tian declared, his voice echoing through the hall. "The slave control rings that belong to the twins will be transferred to Xie Lan, as they should have been from the beginning."
He then looked at Xie Jing, his expression cold. "Consider this a lesson, nephew. You would do well to remember your manners."
Xie Jing just gritted his teeth, his knuckles white as he clenched his fists under the table. He wanted to say something, to protest, but he knew it was useless. His father was already in hot water with the Clan Leader, and starting another fight would only make things worse.
With a final glare at Xie Lan, Xie Jing gave up his ring to Xie Lan under his father's cold gaze.
Seeing the matter resolved, Xie Tian waved his hand. "You may go."
With that, Elder Li, Xie Jing, and other elders started to leave.
But as Xie Lan turned to follow them, his father spoke again. "Wait. I want to talk to you."
Xie Lan stopped and turned back to face his father, waiting for his instructions.
Just then, Lian Mei appeared from a side entrance. She had been listening from behind a screen.
When she saw Xie Lan, her eyes lit up with a mother's pride. She moved with a graceful sway that captivated everyone in the room, her scent filling the air like an intoxicating perfume.
She was wearing a dark silk dress that was cut dangerously low in the front. It had two straps that went over her shoulders, leaving a deep gap of cleavage between her full, perfect breasts.
The sides of the dress had two long slits that ran all the way up to her hips, exposing her long, sexy legs with every step she took. And as she walked toward him, the back of her dress revealed the flawless, porcelain skin of her back and the shape of the perfect twin globes of her buttocks.
But she didn't seem to care who was looking. She had eyes only for her son.
"Xie Lan," Lian Mei said, her voice soft and melodic as she wrapped her arms around him.
And just like that, Xie Lan's face was buried between two of the softest, warmest things he had ever felt. His mother's large, half-naked breasts enveloped his face, the smooth skin pressing against his cheeks, the scent of jasmine and her warm body filling his senses.
For a moment, he was lost in the feeling. He forgot about the meeting, about Xie Jing, about everything. All he could think about was the softness of his mother's breasts against his face.
Then his hands, as if they had a mind of their own, moved to rest on her bare back. He could feel the smooth skin, the curve of her spine, and the swell of her hips just a few inches below.
"I'm proud of you, my son. I knew you weren't weak," Lian Mei whispered in his ear as she squeezed him tighter. "I knew you had it in you."
As mother and son were lost in their moment, Elder Li watched them from the doorway. His eyes weren't on Xie Lan anymore. They were locked on Lian Mei's exposed back and the perfect curve of her ass, barely hidden by the thin fabric of her dress.
For years, he had lusted after her. He had dreamed of getting his hands on that perfect body. And now, seeing her standing there, so beautiful and untouchable, his desire for her burned hotter than ever.
He felt his dick stir in his pants, a hot, hard pressure that made him grit his teeth.
He hated Xie Tian. Hated him for having a wife so beautiful that it made every other man in the clan burn with envy.
But seeing Xie Jing lose to Xie Lan made Elder Li's blood boil even more. He had always enjoyed the fact that Xie Tian had a weak son. It was the one thing that made him feel better about his own life, the one flaw in the otherwise perfect image of his rival.
And now, even that was gone.
Without a word, Elder Li turned and walked away, his shoulders stiff with anger and frustration.
Xie Tian noticed Elder Li staring at his wife's butt as he left, and a smirk touched his lips. He felt a surge of pride. After all, he was the only man ever that had touched that beautiful body. The envy in Elder Li's eyes was just another sign of his own power.
When the door closed behind them, leaving mother and son alone with the leader, Lian Mei finally let go of her son.
She then turned to her husband, a soft but meaningful smile on her lips. "My husband. Our son has made us proud today. Don't you think he deserves a reward?"
Xie Tian looked at his son, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Perhaps he does. But what reward do you suggest, my dear wife?"
"He has become a man today. A true man. He has proven himself to be strong, capable, and worthy of respect," Lian Mei said, her hand lightly resting on Xie Lan's shoulder. "And a man who has proven himself... shouldn't be a man without experience. Not any longer."
Xie Lan's heart pounded in his chest. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Was his mother really suggesting what he thought she was suggesting?
"Oh? And what do you propose we do about that?" Xie Tian asked, a knowing smile playing on his lips.