Damn, Another Cliffhanger

"Is Wu Heng all right? He looks worse than last time." Beni looked at Wu Heng, somewhat worried.

Xiaoxiao said, "He's fine. Uncle is used to it. It just hurts a little; there's no danger."

Beni flew over to Granda again. "Madam Granda, should we notify the maids?"

"No need. They wouldn't be able to help even if they came in," Granda said.

Seeing that both of them said so, Beni did not say anything more.

She merely floated nearby, her gaze still filled with concern.

The dizzying sensation gradually eased, and Wu Heng felt his mind clear considerably.

Unlike the pain Enhancement Potions inflicted on the body, mental pain felt as though his very soul were being churned up—a hazy, agonizing pain of the mind.

He let out a heavy breath and straightened himself in his chair.

He looked at Beni before him. "Don't worry. It's normal."

When Xiaoxiao and Granda had first seen him use potions, they had also been rather nervous.

After seeing it enough times, they had gotten used to it.

Besides, wraiths could not help in a situation like this.

They could only worry along with him.

"As long as you're fine." Beni nodded, flew back to Xiaoxiao's side, and continued watching the movie on the tablet.

Wu Heng took out two bottles of Mental Potion and drank them.

Once the mental discomfort had completely faded, he checked the trait he had unlocked.

Hostility Sensing: Possesses keen perception of hostility and malice.

The description was somewhat brief, but it was clear enough.

He could detect hostility and malice directed toward him.

This should count as a perception-type ability.

It was also somewhat like the Domain Premonition of a level 18 seer, capable of foretelling imminent danger.

His Hostility Sensing was certainly not that powerful,