Huang Tian was completely speechless after hearing the conversation between the Striped Tiger and Old Black Bear. He had never expected this seemingly honest and simple black bear to be so scheming, actually thinking to put on an act for their opponents and trick them so thoroughly. What a black-hearted demonic beast.
Old Black Bear hurried to the entrance, put on an anxious expression, and asked, "How are all of you? Can you still hold on? You've already fought three battles. Do you have any strength left?" After speaking, he winked at Bear Eleven.
Bear Eleven, strong and robust with an imposing presence, was instantly bewildered when he saw his clan chief making faces at him. The chief's gestures did not match his words at all. What was he trying to do? But remembering that his chief was a ruthless and cunning sort, he cooperatively swayed his body, turned pale, and said, "We don't have much strength left."
"How can that do? Hurry and sit down to rest. Recover some strength." Old Black Bear directly shoved Bear Eleven to the ground with extreme roughness, then continued, "All of you, rest now and regain your strength. Prepare yourselves for the next, even more difficult battle."
Seeing their clan chief say this, the demonic beasts of the Black Bear Tribe hurriedly lay down on the ground, pretending to recover their strength. Yet they all knew perfectly well that they were brimming with energy and in high spirits, nothing like what their chief had described.
After being shoved to the ground, Bear Eleven felt an overwhelming urge to complain. The chief was really rough. Would he be this rough with pretty female bears in the future? To show weakness to the enemy, he was bullying a black bear who had only just come