The flagship conference room's blast doors did not open automatically; they were forcibly pried apart by Psychic Power.
After the Emperor controlled Vanessa's body and floated out of the conference room, the blast doors slammed shut behind him.
From the explosive bang of the doors closing, Guilliman and Lion inside the conference room could tell just how furious their father was.
The Emperor moved down the corridor.
Everyone who passed by him failed to see him due to the effects of Psychic Power.
After striding along so aggressively for a while, the Emperor suddenly stopped. He leaned against an Adamantium pillar at a corner of the corridor and stared up at the ceiling, pondering for a long time.
He had taken in everything Guilliman said and even agreed with some of it.
To a certain extent.
But the Emperor simply did not want Guilliman involved in this matter, because he felt it had nothing to do with Guilliman.
As for blaming Qin Mo because Corvus had not been persuaded to return, the Emperor thought it over and felt that he had only lashed out because he had been too heartbroken at the time and had not thought before speaking...
But it wasn't entirely my fault.
That was what the Emperor thought.
Who knew that guy would ignite at the slightest spark like fuel?
Wasn't he supposed to understand me so well?
At that thought, the Emperor curled his lips slightly. He pushed away from the Adamantium pillar and continued forward.
After walking a little over a hundred meters, the Emperor's figure flickered, and he used Psychic Power to teleport to a corridor corner ten meters away.
Then Qin Mo emerged from another corner.
The Emperor checked with his psychic vision and discovered that Qin Mo was not alone. He was