Half-step Purgatory

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."

Durin's Diary

For Durin, Sun Guanzhi had two avatars with completely different personalities.


The emotional one was kind, easy to talk to, and gentle as jade.


The rational one was straightforward, didn't beat around the bush, and spoke his mind.


You'd ask if Durin believed them… how could he not? These two damn things were like No-name, and Durin's system couldn't detect them at all. When Eleven and Big Orange scanned the two, they could only see an energy field.


"Chang Tang is even more troubling than here. Our colleagues show some restraint in the Western Lands, but in Chang Tang, they cause far too many problems for our juniors." The rational avatar said, looking at Durin, "If you're capable enough, kill them all quickly. Once these psychotics and madmen are dead, the monsters and Otherkind surrounding Chang Tang will bless you, making them very easy to kill."


Chapter 197: Finalized