Who would start bragging to anyone they catch...
Li Fan had finished his practice, and now it was time to start training Kun.
"Kun! Kun—!!"
Kun hid again. These past few days, Fuling was away and Li Fan hadn't been making stewed tofu for it; he just munched on biscuits and filled it with Cold Lake water. Kun felt very dissatisfied and had hidden away somewhere.
But no worries, because Li Fan had already figured out how to use that dog frisbee.
"Fetch!" He flung the frisbee out over the lake surface, making it skip across the water, and just when the frisbee was about to lose momentum and fall into the lake, a white streak shot up from the depths of Cold Lake—Kun! It leaped up and caught the dog frisbee in its mouth!
'Kun indicates that it's sick of this game and is very annoyed!'
Li Fan, on the other hand, was chuckling as he grabbed the frisbee, "Don't be mad, did you dive to the bottom?"
'Kun indicates that it did, it did!'
