Inside the room.
Yunluo stared at the beaded curtain, panic written all over her face.
"Master, what do we do? My imperial brother found out."
Lin Lang said boldly, "Found out what? That I'm transferring power to you?"
Yunluo: "???"
Transferring power?
Before she could understand what was happening, she felt a surge of True Qi pour into her meridians, and a muffled moan escaped her lips.
"Master, too fast."
"Bear with it. In a moment, you'll feel something wonderful beyond words."
Outside the room.
The Emperor of Great Ming clenched his fists.
He had asked Master Lin before whether he wanted to marry Yunluo, but Master Lin had clearly said he had no interest in women and that his relationship with Yunluo was purely that of master and disciple.
How would he explain this now?
Even if Lin Lang was the Imperial Preceptor of Great Ming and the strongest man under heaven, he could not humiliate him and Great Ming's Imperial Family like this!
He decided to go inside and catch them in the act.
That way, Master Lin would no longer entertain the thought of replacing the emperor, would he?
Lifting the beaded curtain and looking at the gauze-draped bed before him, the Emperor of Great Ming called out, "Master Lin, Yunluo, what are you doing?!"
The gauze curtains parted as though drawn aside by an invisible force, revealing two figures sitting cross-legged on the bed, both with their backs to him.
Hmm?
Something seemed off.
The Emperor of Great Ming saw Master Lin pressing one hand against Yunluo's back.
His other hand held a sphere that radiated purple light, seemingly containing an immense force.
The Emperor of Great Ming was now a Peak Grandmaster himself. Although he might have been the weakest among them, he could still