Wenren Sheng thought it over and decided to tell him why.
After all, he was not the only one who knew about Otherworldly Users. The Ordinary Persons who had come with him knew as well, and now the Female City Lord surely knew too.
Besides, he could use these mages to research even deeper matters.
Stones from other hills could be used to polish jade.
In any case, every last one of these mages deserved to be sliced into a thousand pieces. He felt no psychological burden whatsoever in squeezing them dry.
"It's simple. My power comes from a stress-response product created after my world invaded the Origin Realm. We call it an Otherworldly User. It is an oval-shaped seed..."
"What? You call that thing an 'Otherworldly User'?" the Old Mage suddenly cried out.
Uncontrollable terror appeared in his eyes.
Yet the other mages were not nearly as shocked. Instead, they looked at the Old Mage in confusion.
Wenren Sheng's heart stirred slightly. With a wave of his hand, he blocked all the others' senses. In the cave, only he and the Old Mage remained, able to communicate with each other.
"You seem very surprised. Very frightened?" He stared into the other man's eyes.
"I-I'm not. You speak our language very well, but perhaps you used certain words incorrectly and caused a misunderstanding." The Old Mage had always been calm, and he was clearly hurriedly concealing something.
Wenren Sheng keenly sensed that there was a profound secret hidden within this. Coupled with the man's age, this fellow might well be a living fossil who had recorded the history of the Flame World.
"No need to hide it. You don't know this, but I am the wisest person in our world. No one has ever been able to lie in front