Jinbao's two little ears twitched, flickering as if speaking to Fang Qingyuan in a rhythmic pattern. Or perhaps, these two ears no longer belonged to Jinbao.
After a moment, as if sensing Fang Qingyuan's gaze growing menacing, Jinbao finally opened his sleepy eyes and started babbling at him.
"Master? Why do you look like this? And where's my favorite Golden Jade Flower Honey?"
A naive, childlike voice echoed in Fang Qingyuan's mind. He looked at Jinbao, gratified. 'This little guy actually cares about me.'
The self that Jinbao now saw was his soul form, different from how Jinbao remembered him.
However, Jinbao was only curious about this change for a moment before he subconsciously started looking for food.
'He cares, but not much.'
The Bee Queen had used her own Talent to transmit Jinbao's thoughts to Fang Qingyuan, letting him know what the bear was thinking.
And Jinbao, having been betrayed by his own thoughts, was still completely unaware.
