"Ooouu! You got bigger! Good! Why don't we have a match?" the muscular old man asked with his loud and boisterous voice.
"Master... please, not right now. We have a guest," Bob said with a wry smile before turning toward Wei Chen.
"Bro... this is my master, Xiong Potian," Bob introduced his master.
Wei Chen cupped his fist. "This junior greets Senior Xiong!" he said with a formal tone and demeanor.
"Wahahaha! Stop with the formal nonsense! One look at you and I know you're not the stuck-up type!" Xiong Potian said with his usual boisterous laughter.
"Hahaha..." Wei Chen laughed awkwardly.
"You can call me Master Xiong, or just Old Bear is enough," Xiong Potian said without any ceremony or pretension of being a master. He looked more like a musclehead who did not care about formalities. Then he asked,
(Author Note: Xiong (熊) means bear.)
"By the way, why are you guys here?" Xiong Potian looked around the campsite and at the strange artifacts Wei Chen's team had assembled.
