It was different from that night. The man in black approached slowly, hesitating for a long time outside the window before finally jumping in.
"Did you succeed?"
"Yes, Sect Lord."
The man in black looked at the four people at the table. He cautiously approached, and just as he reached for Yuan Jiaqi, he found himself immobilized.
He struggled to move but was paralyzed. When Qing Xing noticed something was wrong and tried to help, she also found herself unable to move.
It was only then that they realized they had fallen into a trap.
The room was suddenly illuminated. The four people supposedly asleep got up, yawning.
"Which friend dared to plot against us?"
The emperor approached the lord, reached out, and removed his face mask. Seeing the man's appearance, the emperor understood.
"A foreigner?"
"I advise you to let me go. Otherwise, if our Grand Master finds out, the Ming Dynasty will be doomed."
