Standing by the spring, Xiong Gao looked at the retreating figure of his father, his excitement gradually calming down, yet the corners of his mouth still couldn't help but curl up with a smile.
He was very happy.
Extremely happy.
Only after experiencing suffering can a person understand the taste of happiness. He had often heard that people could fall into a sense of emptiness, and those who did usually belonged to a group that wasn't too shabby in earnings. He always believed that if one lived like he did in the Endless Desert of Da Xia Country, struggling every day to find enough to eat, worried about tomorrow's food, they wouldn't fall into so-called emptiness.
If people couldn't get enough to eat, the moment they did, they'd act up.
That's why he was very satisfied with his current situation, very excited—in other words... he was the Brown Bear Clan's only emperor!
Who says the Brown Bear Clan has no emperor?
I, Xiong Gao, am!
