Too Weak

Seven stood on the railing of the balcony and shook his head as he counted. "998! 999! 800!"

The Walton brothers: "…"

Amelia put on her shoes and clattered down to her uncles. George forced a smile. "Mia, why are you up so early?"

Amelia looked at the sky. "It's getting late. The sun is shining on your butts! Eldest Uncle, are you exercising?"

Chris looked at the sky and didn't even want to move a finger. He said, "Isn't that so? High-intensity exercise…"

Eric scooped up his clothes and wiped his face. "My eight-pack is even sturdier."

Andrew: "I won't be able to go on the operating table for a few days." Fortunately, he had taken his annual leave and made up for five days of leave. What else could he do?

Amelia heard that her uncles had woken up early for exercise and said excitedly, "Mia wants to do it too!" She waved her hand. "Eldest Uncle, Second Uncle, Fourth Uncle, Fifth Uncle, and Eighth Uncle, quickly do it with Mia!"