Daytime Hiding
Like animals do not eat their own kind. Otherwise, they would incur Heaven's punishment. This rule was written into the genes of many animals.
There was nothing mystical about it. It was pure science.
Don't ask why. Only the Creator knew.
"What's wrong?"
Li Bai looked at Liu Quan.
"No, no, nothing."
Being watched by the Big Shot felt like having a knife pressed against his heart. Liu Quan hurriedly waved his hands, cold sweat streaming down the back of his head.
After finally taking advantage of mealtime to change from having his hands cuffed behind his back to having them cuffed in front, he didn't want to do nothing but stare at a pot of meat and drool, unable to eat even a bite.
Even if that North American grizzly bear noticed, so what?
Was it going to beat up Li Bai?
No, no, no. It was more likely to get beaten up by that devil.
He had almost forgotten. That North American grizzly bear, newly named "Xiong San'er," hadn't been tamed—it had been beaten into submission. It wasn't afraid to rebel at all. Every time it rebelled, it got a beating, like a little chick. Could it really turn the heavens upside down?
Even a demon king couldn't turn the heavens upside down in Li Bai's hands, let alone a mere little bear. All those several hundred pounds of meat had grown for nothing.
After letting out several howls, though it didn't dare make them too loud, "Xiong San'er" disdainfully swept the small piece of bear meat in front of it aside, then looked pitifully at Li Bai.
Show its temper?
Show its temper?
That wasn't happening!
See that big pot?
It was waiting right there!
Plop! Another piece of meat was tossed over.
"Xiong San'er"