Hearing this, Xiong Bo immediately felt a flicker of kinship with Xia Ping. This human understood him far too well. "Brother, you're right. Your words have touched me deeply.
Indeed, that's exactly how it is. For bears as outstanding as me, their failure to obtain us is their loss. Why bother getting angry with them? You and I truly hit it off at first sight.
By the way, brother, you possess such profound insight into this matter, like some enlightened master. Could it be that you've experienced something similar to mine?"
He always felt that this human before him had a very deep past, as though he were history itself.
"Alas, to be honest, I really have experienced something similar."
Xia Ping stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes hazy as though he had sunk into his memories. "I'm a man born for romance. It's easy for me to fall in love with women, plunge into the sea of love, and become unable to pull myself free.
One day, as I passed through a dim little alley, I saw a pure and lovely girl, like the girl next door. At that moment, it was as if I'd been struck by lightning. I knew I was in love—love at first sight.
She seemed to feel the same way. Sometimes people are just like that: even after knowing each other for years, they remain strangers in all but name. Yet with some people, all it takes is one extra glance amid the crowd, and they become a lifelong kindred spirit. That is fate—wondrous beyond words."
Xiong Bo felt it in his bones, thinking that the man before him was simply a master.
At this point, Xia Ping paused before continuing, "That day, from getting to know each other, to becoming