"Who is this man?" The question lingered in Qiao Mao's mind.
To make a badly wounded, crazed Wildwood Mountain Bear Beast so frightened and terrified—could he have used spirit pressure? Only experts of at least the Lord rank could wield spirit pressure. Could he be a Lord-rank Spirit Beast Master?
A guess immediately surfaced in Qiao Mao's heart, but he quickly rejected it himself. "Doesn't seem like it. He's so young—how could he already be a Lord-rank expert? That's too far-fetched. Then what method did he use to make the Wildwood Mountain Bear Beast so terrified?"
No matter what method he had used, Qiao Mao could clearly sense Chu Yun's strength. Not a single demon beast stood by Chu Yun's side, yet beneath his indifferent expression lay incomparable confidence. That bearing made Qiao Mao feel that Chu Yun was unfathomable.
"Qiao Mao, why are you standing here like an idiot? Hurry up and act!" At that moment, Miss Gongsun came running over as well.
Then she spotted Chu Yun too. Her brows lifted, and she snapped displeasedly, "Who are you?"
Chu Yun did not answer her. He did not even spare her a glance. Slowly, he extended a hand and patted the Wildwood Mountain Bear Beast's huge, bear-like cheek.
The Wildwood Mountain Bear Beast's eyes were filled with terror. Seeing Chu Yun's hand reach toward it, it whimpered and wanted to flee, yet it truly did not dare.
When Chu Yun's hand landed on its massive face, it was so frightened that tears spilled from its eyes.
But in the next instant, all the fear in its eyes faded away, replaced by utter delight. Its injuries had originally been severe; it was covered in wounds, some deep enough to expose bone. Yet in the blink of an eye, those wounds