They watched as Yang Chen picked up those blades, suddenly walked over to the trash bin, and tossed every single one into it.
After he was done, Yang Chen took two steps back, clapped his hands, looked at his masterpiece, and nodded slightly, looking very satisfied.
That orange fat cat darted out from who-knows-where, leaped up onto the wall, turned around, and presented Yang Chen with a big, plump cat butt.
Yang Chen froze for a second; he hadn't expected that orange fat cat to come running over.
Then the next scene made the corners of Yang Chen's mouth curl up in a smile.
That orange fat cat actually started taking a dump into the trash bin! And peeing too! Then it scratched at the top of the wall, like it was trying to cover up the evidence of its crime, but there's no dirt on a wall, so it was just pointless effort.
Yang Chen was very pleased with what the fat cat did. He clapped his hands and walked off with light, jaunty steps.
