"..." Wei Wuyin's heart shook. Does this Wei Wuyin know about the other's history? The past that led to them diverging? How?
As if predicting young Wei Wuyin's question, the clothed Wei Wuyin answered: "He told me. You've yet to grasp the power of Magi, but he has. It's not hard for us to break certain taboos, even those that the River of Time prevents due to its paradoxical nature. Well, to a certain extent." While he spoke, his lips didn't match his words; clearly, he was using a different form of language, and the millions of intricate formations in his silver eyes shone softly with a mystifying light.
"..." Wei Wuyin was shaken, but he remained quiet. He wasn't slow and knew that this was a manifestation of the River of Time, and they were being monitored. Furthermore, he knew that with his nature, this version of himself would tell him what he needed to know.