So it was easier to understand why Old Man Weilong's emotions were so complicated.
As mentioned earlier, while I was being exiled, life at the academy had gone on as usual.
For instance, the invitation I'd sent before leaving the Spirit Ash Institute had reached Wen Li, a visiting student.
And she'd actually come straight over to see me, as if she couldn't wait to show off her results—and she did have results to show.
"Welcome."
I gestured for the young prodigy to sit wherever she liked.
This was what it meant to truly see someone in a new light after three days apart.
On one hand, she'd made astonishing progress. On the other, I wouldn't have known that without taking a closer look.
Power had always been about how you used it. Although I no longer had Supernatural Perception, that didn't mean I had no way of confirming Wen Li's current state.
The method was exactly what I'd mentioned earlier: taking a closer look.
I was now the bona fide King of Prison Break, and there were no longer any restrictions on using Calamity Authority.
I didn't need to assume Mythical Form. A pupil-less orange eye would automatically appear above the target's head, rather than merely applying a curse that amplified damage.
Of course, the effect was simple and direct. I wasn't using it to pry into anything else.
But it was like a lidar, with its own astonishing precision—for example, in how quickly the eye opened.
Different supernatural beings had varying resistance to different kinds of power, but generally, the higher their rank, the stronger their resistance.
For example, the eye above Miss Wen's head opened much more slowly than the one above Liu Shuang's.
Although the two of them were already at different ranks, in my opinion,