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The White Dragon(3)

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The box was filled with nothing but shiny gold and pearls.

With just one glance, one could tell it was worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

...

After sending the Shrimp Man and Crab Man away, I locked the jewelry pieces in the safety deposit box while humming a song.

After that, I went downstairs to look for the handsome youth happily.

The youth had finished his meal, leaving a portion for me. He was currently washing the dishes.

I jumped up to the kitchen island beside him and sat down. As I swung my legs, satisfaction grew in my heart.

After all, nobody would not like a handsome, young, and irresistible male servant like him.

"Are you really a dragon?" I asked curiously. As he did not answer, I continued asking, "What kind of dragon are you? Are you the kind of dragon in Europe with long wings that can spit fire? Or a dragon from Eastern myths?"

The handsome youth lowered his eyes as he concentrated on washing the dishes. "A white dragon."

My eyes lit up, and I immed
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