The dragon turtle had such a violent coughing fit that it almost wept tears. 

But he could not care about that. His huge body scrambled up from the ground, asking anxiously, “Which old madman?”

Previously, he looked so unshakable and calm as he enjoyed its food, and he even spaced out as he listened to the giant silvery white bear roaring furiously. 

But now, he looked as though his butt had caught fire. He abandoned his food, and his eyes widened with fright. The difference was too stark. 

But the giant bear did not laugh or mock him because his heart was already weighing heavily at the mention of the ‘old madman.’

“Is there another old madman who could scare us to this state?” said the giant bear irritably. 

The word old madman was like a taboo. The mention of it caused their emotions to roil uncontrollably in their hearts. 

The dragon turtle said dazedly, “He...isn‘t he dead?” 

“How could he die?! Even the boundless starry sky can’t stop a person like him from going crazy! How could he die so easily?” The bear clenched his teeth, his eyes blazing wild with fea...