Lilith chatted with Xiaoxiao for a while, then looked back at Wu Heng and asked, "Your wings...?"
During the battle, Wu Heng had spread wings identical to those of the Blood Race.
Even though Lilith did not particularly care about such things, she was still curious.
Quite a few humans had transformed into Pale Bloods, mainly because it extended their lifespan.
But Wu Heng had already become a hero. There was no need for him to transform now.
If he wanted to keep living, there were many ways to do so. Necromancers were especially skilled in such matters.
Wu Heng raised his glass and took a small sip. "It's potential stimulated through potions. It lets me gain certain traits similar to the Blood Race."
Lilith raised an eyebrow, looking even more confused.
That was possible too?
Xiaoxiao flew back over and helped explain, "Uncle said he'll be able to turn into a fishman someday too, then swim in the sea."
Lilith still smiled. "So you possess the Blood Race's ability to fly, but you yourself still aren't part of the Blood Race?"
"You could put it that way." Wu Heng continued, "Don't worry. I've never done anything harmful to the Blood Race."
"That's not what I meant. Of course I trust you." Lilith shot him a mildly reproachful look.
Seeming to feel that her expression was inappropriate, she immediately put on her usual icy look.
Wu Heng continued, "When will you be done here? Come back with me?"
Lilith lifted her chin. "You came all this way just to take me back?"
"This place doesn't feel very comfortable," Wu Heng said tactfully.
Below them was Fog City, but its environment and construction were nowhere near as good as Treasure Island's.
The city was damp, its streets narrow, and its carriages