But that person had also said that coming into contact with the Power of Rules might be an opportunity for him. Unfortunately, more than ten years had passed, and he remained utterly incompatible with it. An opportunity it might be, but it clearly wasn't his.
And now the young woman before him had spotted the flaw.
Hearing Ye Wei speak so lightly of what he had done back then, the Ye Family members present were stunned. They knew he often went into seclusion, but none of them had known he was so badly injured. Even without ever encountering the Power of Rules, they knew how terrifying it was.
Bai Quanxin's worried gaze settled on Ye Chuqi. More than the formidable old man, she worried about tiny Ye Chuqi. The concern in her eyes was impossible to hide—not that she tried.
The Power of Rules inside the old man wasn't as severe as Ye Chuqi had imagined. After years of suppressing it, he still hadn't been torn apart, which proved how formidable he was. The problem was that its damage couldn't be seen from the outside. It kept wearing away at him from within.
Just like Little White: his external wounds had healed, but his internal injuries had barely improved.
The old man's greatest problem now was his age. His body was weakening rapidly, and even with his strength intact, he would struggle to keep suppressing the Power of Rules. Too many years of fighting it, with no breakthrough in his cultivation, had left his body unable to endure any longer. Even the cultivation he appeared to possess was a house of cards. His actual strength was probably no more than that of an early-stage Martial Combat Saint, a full major rank below a Martial Combat Venerable.
Ye Chuqi ignored the