"Special?" Wei He carefully scrutinized the old man's face before him.
"Who are you?" He had some suspicions, but he was not certain.
"Me?" The old man smiled. "I'm merely an innocent old man who was mistakenly believed to be a Terror."
He let out a sorrowful sigh.
"Because of my unusual abilities, I was mistaken for a Terror and imprisoned here. It has been many years now."
"But in truth, I was framed by my friend at the time—my best friend, Sien. In fact, I should have been the original director of this research institute."
The old man's face was filled with regret, helplessness, and grief.
"Framed?" Wei He wanted to turn and see Sien's reaction, but then he suddenly realized this place was a special layer he had sensed through High Spirit Energy.
Sien, who was merely in the Illumination state, had no way of perceiving this layer.
He stared at the old man's face before him.
"How do I know whether what you're saying is true or false?"
"Want proof?" The old man smiled. "I truly have no way to give you much proof. However, I once knew the results of many research projects. I personally led those projects, so after I was framed, Sien completely cut them off. Thus, I became the only one who knew the results of those projects.
How about it? If you want them, I can give them to you."
"What are the conditions?" Wei He did not believe there were fruits in this world to be eaten for free.
"The condition is not that you release me. I only ask that you lend a hand and help this pitiful old man ease his pain."
The old man sighed.
He looked toward a corner of the wall, where a glowing violet spotlight