Shun continued reporting as he followed his Boss Hao, "The trainers are working the dogs at the obstacle course. The orange cat is running all over the place, annoying all the men—"
Lu Zihao waved a dismissive hand. "Just let it be. Popcorn is just a hyperactive, spoiled cat. Have someone play with it and tire it out."
"Understood, Boss Hao. Someone is also helping the fat, grey cat exercise. When it doesn't want to move, the men tempt it with a taste of food."
"Did it lose weight already?" Lu Zihao asked.
"Yes, sir. But it's still far from the vet's recommended weight."
"Then tell the men to continue exercising it," Lu Zihao said, his tone devoid of any mercy.
And with that, poor Ice Cream's fate of dieting and losing weight at his Uncle Haohao's house was sealed.
"Where's Little Jun?" Lu Zihao asked next.
"He's at the field training with his master," Shun replied.
