Here Is the Point We Stop Chapter 57

"Meow---"

The little black cat softly and obediently clung to Leon's legs, then suddenly ran to the door of the hotel, lay on the door, raised its paw and knocked on the door. When there was no response from inside, it knocked again after a while.

Too smart, too human-like. Leon had mixed feelings. The half-upright little black cat was lying on the door. Its body was not even as long as an adult man's foot, like an ignorant child.

This little black cat is even more polite than some adults.

"Who is it?" As if being disturbed by the sound at the door, a thick and mature voice like annual rings came from inside the door.