Alex Rockefeller scratched his chin and looked slightly below Dr. Cheryl’s waist, making sure to look away before she noticed him.

“Alright. I’ll say it for your sake! I suspect the Yowell family has been practicing martial arts using the wrong methods, and it ended up affecting their hearts. The more intense the practice gets, the greater the strain on the organ. Each time they activate their Chi, they would get out of breath very quickly and feel pain in their chest. Worst-case scenario; they might even die,” Alex blurted.

Alex’s words caused the expressions on the Yowells' faces to change drastically.

It was because everything he said was spot on.

Michelle Yowell snorted coldly. “I don’t believe you. My grandfather is a Mystic-rank expert. He’s already over seventy years old. I’m much further behind him in terms of training, but you said I wouldn’t live past this year. That’s clearly bullsh*t,” Michelle argued.

“That’s because you’re a woman. The martial arts that your family