"What do you want to see this time?"
......
"The ultimate..."
"That little fellow has stirred up such big news again..."
The somewhat scruffy Taoist's mouth twitched, with a little girl sitting on his shoulder. The little girl held a bright red sugar-coated hawthorn stick in one hand, with a string tied to her white wrist, the string being very thin but tied to a giant, menacing black bear.
The black bear lay on the ground on all fours, its shoulder height exceeding two meters.
If it were to stand up, it would be a terrifying beast over five, perhaps even six meters tall, with paws large enough to casually crush a tiger's head into paste, yet at this moment it was tied by a short string, behaving obediently and docilely.
The old Taoist reached out, lifting the little girl off his shoulder, then stretched his large right hand to ruffle her hair, his expression filled with kindess: "So, do you want to go find him and take a look?"
