Fabius Bile

"What exactly have you brought to this galaxy?!" Sanguinius blurted out.

"Love and peace, of course!" Zhou Yun replied with a smile. "You know, I have boundless love for all the countless beings in the galaxy."

Sanguinius fell silent for a moment and could not help raising a hand to his forehead.

In this regard, Zhou Yun was unlike The Emperor. The Emperor's attitude toward xenos contained only one word: kill. Zhou Yun, on the other hand, was far more accommodating.

Whether they were Eldar or Necrons, Zhou Yun could claim that they were subspecies of humanity.

If the Tau Empire were not inexplicably suffering an Iron Men Rebellion, if many ancestral cores of the Votann League had not begun developing all sorts of inexplicable malfunctions, if the Blood-Actors in Commorragh had not been conducting increasingly uncontrolled experiments, and if various other xenos races had not also erupted into different internal crises, Sanguinius might actually have believed that Zhou Yun truly loved all life in the galaxy.

Lowering his fingers from his brow, Sanguinius looked at Zhou Yun again.

The reason he had come to this domain was that not long ago, he had sensed that the Domains of Vicious Artistry had lost their former chaos and become calm and orderly. Clearly, Zhou Yun had completed the construction of the entire domain.

Then, an inspiration had suddenly sprung into Sanguinius's mind, urging him to visit the domain and see whether Zhou Yun was doing well.

Now, it seemed that Zhou Yun had planted that inspiration in Sanguinius's mind to summon him here.

"So?" Sanguinius asked, wanting to know why Zhou Yun had called for him.

"Fabius Bile is seeking new support. This old quack has hit a bottleneck in his research on New Men, and he is trying to steal