He stood on the narrow mountain path, hands on his knees, panting as he looked at Mu Qingge. Seeing her refreshed appearance, as if she were strolling through the woods, he said with envy and resentment, "Boss, next time don't invite a fat person to climb the mountain, I can't handle it!"
Mu Qingge replied indifferently, "Exercise is good for your health, helps you lose weight."
Shao Fatty said, almost in tears, "With my body type, I gain six pounds just by drinking water, what can I do?"
"Man can conquer nature. If you can conquer the heavens, why can't you conquer all that fat?" Mu Qingge teased.
The two, along with a few guards, chatted as they finally reached the Octagonal Pavilion on the mountain, a resting spot for travelers.
Finally reaching a place to rest, Shao Fatty sprawled on the ground without any concern for appearances, gasping for air. Of course, he had no image to maintain.
Glancing down at him, Mu Qingge asked, "Fatty, did you drink the stuff I gave you?"
