Bun clutched the feed in his paws, defiantly holding his head high as he confronted Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng looked at the little guy with utter exasperation.
The standoff between this man and bear was because Bun ate too much.
It would be one thing if he just ate a lot, since giant pandas spend half their day eating.
They spend the rest of their time sleeping.
So every giant panda is actually an eating machine.
But the key issue was that Bun didn't even eat bamboo!
He kept pestering Jiang Feng for feed all morning.
Apart from the feed, he refused to eat anything else.
The premium feed rewarded by the system was almost finished thanks to Bun.
It made Jiang Feng somewhat doubtful - what kind of giant panda doesn't eat bamboo?
"Here it comes, I heard there's a giant panda here?"
"I've come to worship the deity, I wonder who can adopt a giant panda!"
"Looks like there really is a giant panda! This panda cub is so cute."
"What's the panda doing?"
"Haha, the streamer won't let the panda eat, and the panda got mad."
Jiang Feng's livestream room blew up across the internet, attracting many new faces.
When people saw Bun confronting Jiang Feng, everyone was puzzled.
What were this man and bear trying to do?
It looked like they were arguing.
Jiang Feng sighed helplessly then walked over to Bun's side.
Scared, Bun retreated a few steps and hurriedly hid the feed behind his back.
His eyes watched Jiang Feng very warily.
It frustrated Jiang Feng greatly.
Am I not as important as your feed?
"Bun, you're a giant panda. You should be eating bamboo, you can't keep eating feed. It's not good for you."
Jiang Feng solemnly lectured the little guy.
Whimper!
Bun was unmoved. He opened his mouth wide and whimpered at Jiang Feng.
Useless words!
You just don't want to give me food!
Bun whimpered angrily a few more times.
They argued back and forth, neither willing to back down.
Jiang Feng laughed helplessly. This little guy was quite stubborn.
He didn't mean to starve the little guy. It was just that the premium feed rewarded by the system was pitifully scarce.
It would be troublesome if the system stopped rewarding it.
And it seemed now that the little guy was already addicted. He wouldn't even eat his beloved bamboo anymore.
So Jiang Feng felt obliged to help Bun kick the habit.
Unfortunately, the little guy was very uncooperative.
He clung tightly to the feed, refusing to let go.
His eyes were full of wariness towards Jiang Feng,
afraid that Jiang Feng would snatch his food at any moment.
"What a miser this streamer is. What's wrong with the panda eating a little something?"
"Can't make judgments without full knowledge. Bun has been eating feed all morning. That is definitely unacceptable."
"Right, what panda keeps eating feed all the time? Bamboo is normal panda food."
"Panda: Thank you so much!"
"Bun is just a glutton!"
The online spectators all had different opinions.
But most agreed that bamboo was fine for Bun, but feed was unacceptable.
Because that stuff was unhealthy!
But only Jiang Feng and Bun knew whether it was healthy or not.
The system's products were definitely problem-free.
And now the man and bear were still at an impasse.
Jiang Feng sighed helplessly again, then plopped down next to Bun.
"Bun, why don't you go home?"
Jiang Feng's words stunned Bun.
He gaped at Jiang Feng, dumbstruck.
What do you mean?
You're kicking me out?
Bun's eyes were filled with hurt, looking very aggrieved, as if he might start bawling if Jiang Feng said another word.
But the online spectators were happily laughing.
"The streamer wants to kick out the panda? What luck!"
"Shoo! Let's go pick up this panda!"
"Haha, when fortune falls from heaven, Bun will be mine!"
"You dreamers, I can't bear to wake you."
"Look how Master Jiang upset poor Bun."
The online crowd reacted enthusiastically.
Jiang Feng secretly glanced at the aggrieved Bun, extremely gleeful inside.
If I don't make this little guy suffer a bit, he really won't eat anything else.
"Alas, this landowner also has no excess food left. I have no more feed, can't afford to raise you."
"There's just that little bit of feed left now."
Jiang Feng pointed at the feed behind Bun.
Bun turned his head to look at the feed behind him, then looked back at Jiang Feng blankly.
Whimper!
Bun shook his head in disbelief, mouth agape.
"I really can't afford to raise you anymore. What do you think we should do?"
Jiang Feng continued helplessly.
Bun fell silent this time, just staring blankly at Jiang Feng.
"Old Jiang, can you be decent? Look how you scared Bun."
"Haha, now I see, is the streamer joking with Bun?"
"The above poster, if your parents are still young, ask them to have another baby. You're too slow on the uptake."
Jiang Feng didn't read the livechat, just looked at Bun.
He wanted to see Bun's reaction.
After a few dumb moments, Bun suddenly grinned widely again.
Whimper!
Bun called out excitedly twice, then ran on his little short legs towards the door.
Jiang Feng: ???

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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.