After all, Fang Qingyuan was human and a former disciple of the Beast Taming Sect. In Bear Wind's eyes, he probably didn't inspire much kinship.
Upon seeing Fang Qingyuan arrive, Nanli the Little Firebird strode forward on its two long legs and buried its head in his chest.
Fang Qingyuan patted Nanli's head and sighed softly as he looked at the dead Great White Bear.
Humans hunted demon beasts for their cores, harvested their pelts, and ate their flesh. From a human perspective, this was the natural order of things. But for those being hunted—for Nanli, for the Great White Bear, for Bear Wind—it was simply raw, unadulterated hatred.
"Let me investigate this matter. Afterward, I'll ask Uncle Xiong to decide what to do. But no matter what, I will personally take the life of the bald man who did this to avenge the Great White Bear."
