Durin stroked the black cat on the armrest of his chair, sitting on the black leather sofa. Through the glasses perched on his nose, his gaze passed over the long table in front of him and settled on the man kneeling on the carpet:
"I understand, you've made money in Naples, your business has been very successful, and you've led a happy life. You've had those secret police, friends in both the law and the underground, and even the Royal Family speaking on your behalf."
"You don't need a friend like me, I know that. You're afraid of owing me a favor, and you don't want to get involved in troubles."
"But now you come to me and say, 'I beg you, Mr. Durin of the Corleon family, please help me seek justice, so that my life and my family will not suffer and sink into despair.'
Yet, in your eyes, I was nothing more than a second-rate artist involved in movies and music. Even at the brink of death, you still show me such disrespect, not even willing to call me by my title... Keeper of Secrets."

The Rational Existence sat on the bench, gazing at the starry sky beyond the force field wall in the distance.


"Why have you come back?" Director Sun approached him.


"Durin, that kid, kills faster than I can retrieve their memories. I'm currently sifting through Porun Miter's memories, and over there, he's already killed Logan from Akhar's family, and his head is now hanging on the gate of Zhen Nan Pass."


At this point, the Rational Existence looked at his Sensibility Incarnation, "Did you seek a title again?"


Chapter 979 - Chapter 91: Abandoning the North Sea