Black Mountain had still been listening in a daze, but that surge of killing intent jolted him fully back to his senses.
His bear eyes widened, and he stomped forward, shaking the ground with a thud.
"Feast on your fucking uncle!"
His roar boomed with such force that even Xie Changsheng, who had been about to attack beside him, felt his ears ring.
Red Wind had been frowning, his mind still turning over what Hui Ming had just said, but Black Mountain's roar shattered his mood completely.
He turned toward Black Mountain. "What the fuck is wrong with you now?"
Black Mountain stood with one paw on his hip, the other pointing at Hui Ming atop the mountain of corpses, nearly spraying spit:
"You've been yammering on forever, first your mother, then your father..."
"Is this a misery contest?!"
Red Wind: "..."
Xie Changsheng: "..."
Black Mountain paid them no mind, growing more animated as he spoke. "You think you're the only one who's suffered? Back when I was on the Mountain of Ten Thousand Silences..."
He cleared his throat and struck a pose that said, "I've suffered plenty myself."
"This old bear once had his eye on a she-bear! What a perky ass she had!"
"And what happened?"
Black Mountain slapped his thigh, his face full of grief and indignation. "That she-bear turned around and ran off with some yellow-haired bear from the next mountain!"
"Motherfucker! His fur wasn't half as shiny as mine! Why him?!"
Hui Ming: "..."
The others stared at Black Mountain, dumb as wooden chickens...
What did any of this have to do with anything?!
Black Mountain wasn't finished.
He turned toward Red Wind beside him and slapped a bear paw down. "You think you've suffered? Take a look at this one!"
Red Wind's heart