With difficulty, he reached into the inner lining of his clothes and fumbled around, pulling a thin chip from the most concealed pocket.
"This contains information I've been investigating for some time... but I have no way to pass it on anymore."
"I know this request may be a bit too much, but could I ask you to help deliver it to someone?"
He Yi fell silent for a moment. "What kind of information is on it?"
If it contained criminal or illegal material, he might not help. Besides, whether they helped or not was not his decision alone.
From the time he had spent with Silver Willow, Silver Willow was someone with a sense of justice, compassion for the weak, and an extremely strong sense of empathy. He could not stand the injustices of the world.
Of course, most young people that age had similar thoughts.
The difference was that other young people were either limited by their age or by their abilities.
In the end, such thoughts could only remain thoughts. Perhaps they always hoped that, once they grew up, they would make something of themselves.
But once those people entered society, aside from the few who possessed exceptional ability, everyone else faded into the crowd.
Silver Willow, however, was at exactly the right age, and he possessed formidable abilities unlike those of ordinary people.
If he wanted to accomplish something, then as long as he put his mind to it, he might truly be able to build a great undertaking.
Especially after He Yi had learned about the crude, lawless world of these supernaturals, where the strong preyed on the weak.
Powerful abilities, compassion for the weak, and a personality that could not tolerate injustice—wasn't that far better than those cruel supernaturals who held positions while contributing