After finishing his coffee, Durin had to leave. After all, during this time, the little snow leopard had been chasing the fifteen-year-old calico cat around the main hall. The latter had been hissing so much that its mouth seemed to split open right to its nape, but unfortunately, losing a fight is losing a fight.
Six-finger watched as Durin used Mage Hand to lift the little snow leopard and also escorted him out of the courtyard.
"Sir, are you going there again?"
"I'll just take another stroll before leaving," Durin said with a smile. "The Changtangians say, life is like a journey, and everyone has their own unique destination. Well, this is it, I have to go now."
Durin extended his hand, and Six-finger lowered his head to shake it. "Next time you come by, please don't forget to find me. The Intelligence Police Headquarters will always have your cup of coffee waiting."
Durin nodded with a smile, "Then I'll say thanks in advance."
