Tzeentch stared at Zhou Yun, savoring his recent words.
Trust, suspicion, hesitation, caution—countless emotions rose and shifted within him.
But overall, the Changer of Ways believed what Zhou Yun had said.
It was indeed the only explanation for why Zhou Yun and The Emperor had risked so much to forcibly seize the Domains of Vicious Artistry.
Back then, it was precisely because the gods had not believed Zhou Yun had any reason to seek the Domains of Vicious Artistry that they had given him an enormous opportunity, allowing him to seize a gap and become a god.
The Emperor hoped Zhou Yun would ascend and replace him as humanity's protector, while also weakening his power before joining the gods against the Dark King. That did fit Tzeentch's understanding of The Emperor.
But Tzeentch remained wary. After all, that Cursed One, The Emperor, was a liar in the galaxy who could rival him. Though he believed most of it deep down, Tzeentch still spoke.
"I do not trust your explanation." Tzeentch cackled twice, speaking to Zhou Yun with suspicion in his tone.
Slaanesh and Khorne, who had still been wavering and hesitating, heard Tzeentch's words. The suspicion on their faces unexpectedly faded by more than half, and they even began to trust Zhou Yun somewhat.
"Thank you." Zhou Yun smiled sincerely at Tzeentch. "Your suspicion proves my honesty."
The suspicion, wariness, and cunning on Tzeentch's face froze.
The Changer of Ways had recently been engrossed in digesting the domains forcibly stuffed into him—muscles, fitness, excessive drug use, and the endless pursuit of physical strength—to the point that he had nearly forgotten just how terrible his reputation in the Warp was.
Originally, although Slaanesh and Khorne could find no flaws in Zhou Yun's explanation, they had instinctively remained suspicious.
But when Tzeentch