Seeing Velen with his "it's for your own good" attitude, everyone felt an overwhelming sense of collapse.
The Advanced Life Potion was indeed a great item, but they had drunk so many potions before that they were sick of them—literally.
One or two bottles were fine, but drinking too much? That was unbearable. Their past experiences, like the sharpest daggers, stabbed into their hearts, making them extremely uncomfortable.
Velen's kindness did not take their feelings into account at all!
The Advanced Life Potion was certainly valuable, but giving them so much at once was beyond their limit!
"Velen, I think… it's best if we don't drink this potion," Ethan swallowed hard and braced himself to speak to Velen.
Velen, however, did not respond. Instead, he simply smiled and covered one of his eyes.
Ethan's scalp immediately went numb. The image of that one-eyed red-haired man surfaced in his mind, making his face instantly pale.
