However, Lin Feng remained completely calm.
"Please don't be so hasty, Senior Mo Xuan," he said evenly. "I can see that you suffered a serious injury when you were younger. It probably happened when you were around ten years old."
The old man's laughter suddenly stopped.
Lin Feng continued speaking as if he had not noticed the change.
"You believed that incident had already passed, but in truth it damaged one of your most important meridians. Because of that injury, your cultivation path has always been limited."
He looked directly at Mo Xuan.
"That is why you encounter bottlenecks far earlier than you should."
Old Man Mo Xuan's cloudy eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at Lin Feng.
His voice was soft, almost casual, yet it carried a chilling weight.
"How did you know about that injury?"
The moment the words left his mouth, the spiritual pressure he released suddenly tripled.
An invisible force swept across the surroundings like a violent storm.
