Dawn light spilled through those thin windows, illuminating the elegant study.
The room still harbored the smell of last night's cold dishes, and Zhu Minglang still found it hard to believe that this old man who often ate alone in this study possessed such extensive divine skills!
"Don't believe it?" Zhu Heavenly Officer laughed.
"A little bit," Zhu Minglang sat down and carefully reviewed the words Zhu Heavenly Officer had said.
In other words, the strength of Zhu Gate had already surpassed the Royal Family, and whether Zhu Heavenly Officer wanted to be the Emperor was purely a matter of mood. Considering that no imperial dynasty could last forever, Zhu Heavenly Officer had decided to maintain Zhu Gate's position among the Six Great Clans indefinitely, ensuring that Zhu Gate would never decline, no matter how many dynasties passed.
