"Um..."
Howard Lee looked at the huge pit in front of him with a slightly strange expression, where the edge of soil was burning, and said, "Do you think it's possible that Julian Drake really brought some kind of powerful weapon to find us?"
"After all, if he came for revenge, how could he be unprepared?"
"But before the conversation even started, we sealed him and killed him directly?"
"Seems possible."
Scar Dog thoughtfully propped his chin with one hand and said, "Just now, I think I did hear Julian Drake start to speak, saying something like 'good evening'. It was a bit too far away to hear clearly."
"But this child must not have been to the Battle of All Races."
"As long as you've been to the Battle of All Races, you would know that any nonsense said in front of an enemy would be your last words in life."
"Alright."