He looked up, winking at him as if joking.
"Don't worry, even if I feel a little down, I can always head to the casino again."
The Half-orc's wild demeanor at the card table flashed before his eyes.
Xia Nan couldn't help but click his tongue.
He subconsciously considered whether his savings of over a hundred Gold Coins was enough for a few rounds at the tavern.
"Alright!" The Half-orc bit off the bandage with his teeth, stood up, put his hands on his hips, and nodded with satisfaction at the bandage already wrapped around Xia Nan's wound.
He smiled proudly, shaking a small bottle in his hand at the other.
"Luckily, I took the burn ointment Aunt Mary insisted I bring; it's really come in handy now."
Before Xia Nan could reply, the surrounding flames seemed to remind him of something suddenly.
The previously smug expression changed suddenly, and he shouted in surprise:
"My lute!"
He then hurriedly turned around and ran in the direction they had come from.
