Fang Qingyuan set aside his investigation into the changes within the Immortal Mansion for the moment. His soul returned to his physical body, and he slowly opened his eyes.
Fang Qingyuan had intended to wait quietly for Bear Wind's arrival, but a gentle breeze made him realize he was still stark naked. His previous top-grade magic robe had been obliterated into dust by the tribulation lightning.
Fang Qingyuan had no interest in airing everything out, so he quickly retrieved a spare magic robe from his Immortal Mansion and put it on. He had just slipped it on when, a few breaths later, Bear Wind's massive form arrived. In his hand, he held the troublesome bear cub, Jinbao.
"You must be pleased with yourself. But look what a mess you've made of my cultivation grounds!"
Bear Wind had barely reached Fang Qingyuan's side before he adopted an accusatory stance. Fang Qingyuan glanced around, a look of embarrassment on his face.
