Big Bear was the first to react, looking at Yang Chen, full of doubt: "Little human, what's going on with you?"
Although puzzled, its gaze at Bear Elder One and Bear Elder Two was filled with kindness and amiability.
This was an intimate feeling shared by the same race, an indescribable intimacy.
Because they were all connected by the same blood.
"Elder, there are actually other Black Mountain Black Bears in this world!" Bear Elder One and Bear Elder Two opened their eyes wide in surprise.
Yang Chen spoke gently, "Senior, may I dare ask your name?"
"My name, well... I didn't have a name, but my master named me Wei Batian, hehe, sounds pretty powerful. You can just call me Wei Batian." The old bear seemed a bit embarrassed.
Wei Batian...
Yang Chen couldn't help but grin at the name. It seemed that this Jingming Daoist didn't have much talent in naming, otherwise, he wouldn't have given such a tacky name to the Black Mountain Black Bear.
