Perry Thatcher looked completely flustered sitting there down on the ground. So much so that, Ning felt that this person was completely different from the one he had met 2 years ago.
However, that shouldn't be possible. Ning would check his Aether rank, but he didn't want a headache right now.
Besides, this was the same person, just… with disheveled clothes and hair. 'What has made him so agitated?' Ning wondered.
"Are-Are you Terran Forn?" he asked. His eyes looked all over Ning as if searching for something.
"Yes, I am," Ning said. He wasn't sure how to talk to this man. Should he be polite? Respectful? Should he keep standing or sit down next to him on the floor?
"You are the one that discovered the method to create Aether?" Perry's flustered look turned to excitement as he looked at Ning with wide, hopeful eyes.
"I discovered Aether liquid, sir. Not Aether itself," Ning clarified.
