Muir was afraid of messing up the room and thus was restrained in his search, unable to find the comb even after a long time. He got increasingly anxious, worried that Bai Qingqing might think that he was useless.
He even hated himself for not having a sharper sense of smell. If his sense of smell was sharper, he could be like other species, being able to locate the thing he wanted very quickly.
Howl~
Feeling bored, the leopard cubs exchanged a few words and then prepared to leave.
Hearing their voices, Muir's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his long arm and stopped all three of them.
"Do you guys know where the comb is?" Muir asked, filled with anticipation.
The leopard cubs were all very bored. Upon hearing that there was something for them to do, they instantly became spirited and replied with a few howls.
Muir's heart relaxed, and he said, "Help me look for it. I'll treat you guys to meat later."
Roar!
