The Golden Refined Bear Beast cracked open its massive maw in a joyful grin. Seeing Jinbao was like seeing a long-lost relative. It strode forward, casually shoved Fang Qingyuan and Jiang Wanqin aside, and then swelled in size until it was even larger than Jinbao. It reached out a paw, intending to pat Jinbao on the head.
Jinbao was aghast at the sight. It instinctively tried to hide behind Fang Qingyuan, but Fang Qingyuan, on the ground, was frantically signaling to it with his eyes.
At the same time, Fang Qingyuan used the Voice of All Things to send an order into Jinbao's mind:
"Don't be afraid, Jinbao. I don't think this Bear Owl Beast means any harm. It might even be your long-lost uncle or something. Just relax. If things go south, I'll grab you and we'll bolt."
Reassured by Fang Qingyuan, Jinbao calmed down. So, when the Golden Refined Bear Beast's paw touched its head, Jinbao didn't struggle.
