(ψ｀′)o Where Did This Thieving Taoist Come From, and How Dare He Make Trouble on Grandpa Bear's Turf?

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Rumble~!

In the blink of an eye, a bolt of lightning flashed across the clear sky. A small tree on the mountaintop overlooking Jinling was instantly scorched and blasted apart, and a wide circle of lush grass around it withered and began to smoke. Then a white little bear, lightning coiling all around him as he stood upright, arrived majestically on the mountaintop. He stood in front of a filthy, limping Taoist with yellow, tangled hair like a clump of dead grass, a large, swollen sore on his forehead, and a tattered robe. The Taoist leaned on a wooden staff.

"Hey!"

"Where did you come from, you thieving Taoist? How dare you make trouble on your Grandpa Bear's turf—and spy on my yard, and watch me sleep? What exactly are you up to?!"

?(ψ｀?′)o?

Before the other man could say a word, Tibbers snarled and accused him first, turning the tables on him.

Actually, Tibbers didn't believe the man had been spying on him sleeping. But as far as Tibbers was concerned, the man was a male human from Earth, and even if he looked old, there was no doubt that the young, fertile female humans in Rongguo Mansion would still be at least a little attractive to him.

What did people on Earth call it when one of their own spied on the bodies of other female humans? Right, it was something like a "pervert" or a "sex fiend."

In any case, the decrepit old man standing before him was unquestionably an old fiend. So today, he, Lord Tibbers Bear, would uphold justice and exterminate the Greater Daemon!

"!!"

"Good! What a wicked beast!"

After the sudden lightning strike, the limping Taoist found himself facing a little white bear wreathed in crackling electricity. The Taoist, a crazy, disheveled