That was a look you only get after a life and death struggle in the jungle. At first glance, it might not be terrifying, but that's precisely the scariest thing about him. That mix of nobility and bloodthirstiness, innocence and savagery, even Old Sir Yan felt a moment of heart palpitations upon seeing him for the first time.
A boy like this is not someone who Yan Yaoting and the others, who grew up in comfort, can contend with. That's why he initially suppressed Yan Sijue, to give the other grandsons more time to develop their own strengths, so they wouldn't be utterly defeated.
However, thinking about Yan Sijue's performance over the past two months, Yan Qihua's worries only grew heavier.
"The future of the Yan Family can't be supported by just one person. You need allies." Old Sir Yan spoke solemnly, "Ya Zhuo is quite good. He's meticulous and thorough. If you can get him to work for you wholeheartedly, it'll be a significant help."
