What did a three-year-old bear cub like most?
"Meat... meat... eat..."
In a crude side courtyard within Ji Clan Manor, a sturdy little boy crawled around on all fours like a wild beast, constantly shouting.
"HAHAHAHA!"
"This bear cub is pretty fun!"
Two men dressed in short green jackets, clearly servants, stood on a raised platform in the courtyard. Each held a fishing rod, with a piece of meat dangling from the line and swaying constantly before the little boy.
"Meat..."
The little boy lunged fiercely, but the servant swiftly yanked the rod back, and the boy missed again.
"HAHAHAHA! Bear cub, come on! Come on!"
The two servants burst into laughter.
"Roar..."
After being toyed with repeatedly, the little boy suddenly rose to his feet. Like an upright bear, he swung his arms and let out a furious roar.
"Damn! You scared the hell out of me!"
The two servants who had been amusing themselves were startled into shuddering by the boy's sudden beastly roar.
One of them, a servant whose face was covered in pockmarks, looked as if he had been enraged. His eyes flashed viciously. "Damn it! I'll kill you, you little bear cub!"
As he spoke, the pockmarked servant bent down to pick up a sharp stone from the ground, intending to smash it at the bear cub.
"Brother Wang Er, forget it. Let's not mess with him. The master did bring him back from outside, after all. We're only here to bring him food and have a little fun!"
The other servant hurriedly grabbed Wang Er the Pockmarked. "If we really kill or cripple him, it'll be hard for us to explain ourselves."
"Hmph! He's just a bear cub. The master only brought him back because he found him novel, like keeping a somewhat unusual