A vein popped on the side of Yu-jun's face, large and bulbous. Wooyun could see it even from where he stood. He could feel it now, the faint traces of corruption in Yu-jun's qi, twisting and mutating like ink spreading through water. "What the hell happened to you, dear brother? There's definitely something different about you, but I can't put my finger on what. Have you gotten uglier since the last time I saw you?" Wooyun said provocatively.
Yu-jun's eyes flared, looking murderous. He wouldn't describe himself as the kind of person who could read people. Yes, he was an observant man and liked to be aware of his surroundings. Being aware of his surroundings meant studying people, looking for cues, mannerisms and the like. Still, just because he was observant didn't mean he could tell what kind of person you were just by looking at you. Or what was really going on under the surface.
