Howard Lee gazed dumbfounded at Scar Dog, who had just risen again from a pool of blood. After half a moment, he recovered, putting down the grilled meat he was holding on a stone table and looking at Scar Dog's blood-splattered face with a bit of emotion.
"Brother, you're giving me this show in broad daylight."
"It's really hard to take."
"Even if you have a resurrection item, you can't keep using it like this. What if the resurrection items don't work anymore? It would be a bit too much to just die like that."
Scar Dog didn't respond but looked at the grilled meat on the stone table and was a bit speechless, "When did you learn my grilling skills? And didn't you say you were going to Fire Seed City to get a chef? Why are you grilling meat again?"
"You guys haven't made any moves, so I thought I might as well eat before we go. So, I just grilled some meat."
"Try it and see if it's got the essence of your grilling."