The truth?
Tu Xin was slightly stunned.
After thinking for a moment, he revealed a look of emotion mixed with sympathy and said softly, "Yes, the truth was always known by only a few. Everyone else had far too little computing power, far too little intelligence. Hidden among a pack of low-IQ monkeys, you must have suffered all this time, hadn't you?"
His voice was filled with domineering force.
"Just like me. I once mingled within the Myriad Realms of this Lower Civilization, lurking, investigating, and traveling in secret. I felt lonely too, like a primate standing among a group of inferior apes."
"You must have felt the same way. Your intelligence could actually stand shoulder to shoulder with ours. You were fundamentally not the same species as them. There was an eighty or ninety percent chance that you were a prehistoric lifeform. One could only imagine your loneliness among them."
"You lay hidden for endless years. Only today could I be considered your true confidant. Only I could understand you, grasping the truth of this world together with you."
The surrounding Saints and players also looked toward Emperor Lord, their scalps tingling.
The players, especially, felt this deeply.
"No wonder Emperor Lord always looked at us like we were idiots," one player said.
"Even when he looked at our genius mastermind, Mount Akina Speed, he often had that same look, like he was looking at an idiot," another player said.
"So he was never the same species as us from the beginning. There had already been clues before. No wonder he looked at us differently. All our exquisite deductions about ancient history and schemes meant nothing to him," another player said in a low voice.
"Yes. Thinking about it now, Emperor Lord's learning was truly terrifying! He could even