Harry slowly took a few steps forward, then suddenly turned around, bit Thomas Shannon's trousers cuffs, and started dragging him outside.
Thomas Shannon was momentarily speechless. Has this cat gotten bolder?!
Charlie River held back a laugh. "Young Master, Harry is asking you to come along."
Thomas Shannon chuckled lightly, crouched down, and tugged Harry's ears. "You dare to command me, huh?"
"MEOW~" Harry shook his head twice and rubbed affectionately against Thomas Shannon's trousers.
"Young Master, I heard from the nurse that Harry was thrown out of the little maniac's room today."
Thomas Shannon's lips curved slightly. He tapped Harry's head. "Coward."
Picking up Harry with one hand, Thomas Shannon rose and walked out.
Minimus Hart chased after him. "Young Master, dinner is about to start. Where are you going?"
"The medical office."
Minimus Hart clenched his fists. Is the Young Master going to personally bring the little maniac back?
