Dragon Clan: I, Nono! Inherit countless futures!

Sunshine, beach, beautiful girl.

Each of these words represents the beauty of a vacation, especially when the beautiful young woman is holding such a sophisticated gun as the Desert Eagle.

Even with man-eating sharks chasing him, Caesar couldn't help but slow down and maintain an elegant swimming posture.

This is the code of conduct for a true gentleman. A true gentleman cannot only show his elegance to socialites in high-end places, but must be loving and compassionate to all women in all circumstances.

Although Caesar is only 16 years old, the code of conduct for noblemen has already been ingrained in his genes, and he will naturally follow it strictly.

Even if all of this means a shark is about to bite his butt.

Unfortunately, the girl on the shore completely failed to appreciate his good intentions. Instead of admiring his graceful swimming style, she secretly prepared to make things more difficult for him.

When Caesar realized that the number of sharks behind him had not decreased but had actually increased, the nobleman almost lost his composure.

"Aren't you coming up? Waiting to be fed the fish?"

Chen Motong stood on the shore and spoke slowly. Caesar realized that he could not delay any longer, so he quickly sped up and stumbled onto the shore.

The beautiful red-haired girl also fired her last bullet at that moment and casually put away the Desert Eagle.

Caesar, panting heavily, looked up at the girl.

In the sunlight, the girl's long red hair shone so brightly it was like a burning fire, and her dark red eyes held a languidness Caesar had never seen before.

It was as if she hadn't just shot and killed countless man-eating sharks, but had simply taken a casual stroll on this sun-drenched, golden beach.

"Who are you?" Caesar asked breathlessly. "I don't think I've seen you before."

This beach is a resort for the wealthy, and not just anyone can come here. Caesar knows this place like his own backyard, and he also has an impression of the people here.

Not to mention the girl's dazzling red hair, which would leave a deep impression on anyone who saw her.

Therefore, Caesar could clearly tell that this girl was someone he was meeting for the first time, and that she had never been here before.

She carries a gun and is such a good shot; she looks like a bodyguard for the wealthy. But she's so young and has such an eye-catching appearance. Could she be some unconventional young lady from a wealthy family?

As Caesar was pondering this, he saw the girl glance at him and casually say, "Caesar Gattuso, I'm the new butler your uncle hired."

Caesar: "?"

Caesar was completely taken aback by this answer and froze on the spot.

This wasn't the first time Caesar had driven away his butler, and Frost always naively believed that there really was a butler who could control him, so every time he drove away one butler, he would quickly bring in the next one.

This led Caesar to develop a stereotype about stewards; the word conjured up an image of a serious, rigid middle-aged man.

The girl in front of him was not only completely different from this image, but also bore no resemblance whatsoever.

Not to mention...

"Are you an adult?" Caesar couldn't help but ask. "Can minors be butlers now? My uncle even uses child labor?"

Faced with his questioning, Chen Motong merely curled the corners of her lips and casually said:

"What, you think I saved you for no reason? Or did your previous butler not know how to use a gun?"

Caesar was stumped for a moment; he really didn't know the answer...

However, the beautiful redhead didn't wait for his answer and said directly, "Speaking of which, your uncle said you have a very high bloodline, are very capable, and are especially unruly..."

Chen Motong paused here, glanced at the group of sharks still swimming in the water not far away, and raised an eyebrow slightly: "That's it?"

Two simple words, not very harmful, but extremely insulting.

Caesar's thoughts first shifted from "Why is the butler like this?" to "She talked about bloodlines, she's also a mixed-race person." Before he could think about it further, his entire brain was occupied by the phrase "That's it."

The sixteen-year-old boy's expression changed instantly, but a nobleman should be tolerant of all women, so Caesar took a deep breath and his sunny smile returned.

He was just about to explain that he was unprepared underwater and had no weapons when he saw the girl turn around and leave, decisively and without the slightest hesitation.

Where are you going?

Caesar asked instinctively; he was incredibly curious about the girl at that moment.

"Go tell your uncle I'm quitting this housekeeping job," the girl said without turning her head. "I don't care about weaklings."

Caesar: "?"

Anyone would find it hard to remain calm after being provoked repeatedly, let alone Caesar, who was sixteen years old at the time, in the late stages of his adolescent delusions, at his most lawless.

Moreover... he's always the one who fires the butler, never the other way around!

This was an absolute disgrace to Caesar! An unacceptable disgrace!

"Stop!" Caesar said, his voice filled with anger. "Even if you saved me, that's no excuse for your insolence."

He pointed to the sharks lingering on the shore and said, "So what if you have a gun? Without a gun, how much better are you than me?"

Upon hearing this, the girl seemed to have heard something amusing. She slowly turned around and said deliberately, "What if I went into the water without any weapons, just like you, and managed to repel them?"

"That's impossible!" Caesar said firmly. "Unless you use the power of words."

He looked the girl up and down, observing her thin body and her obviously youthful face, and judged that she was probably about the same age as him.

At such a young age, even with aggressive incantations, it would be difficult for them to fight against so many sharks, let alone without using incantations.

To his surprise, the girl simply nodded after hearing his words.

"Sure, no need for incantations or weapons. If I can take care of all these sharks, you'll admit you're weak?"

Caesar's expression was momentarily uncertain, but after thinking for a moment, he finally nodded.

Caesar had taken specialized combat courses taught by top-notch instructors, and his bloodline was highly valued by the entire family. If he couldn't do it, what makes this girl think she can?

But to everyone's surprise, when he nodded, the girl casually tossed the Desert Eagle to him, as if she were throwing a stone.

Caesar caught it in a flurry, not realizing what was happening, when he heard the sound of it falling into the water.

The red-haired girl jumped into the water without hesitation, and the sharks not far away immediately rushed up as if they had received some kind of signal.

Caesar was startled when he saw this and quickly tried to load his gun to help the girl fight off the shark, but he froze the next moment.

In the sea, the girl darted among the sharks like an elf, stretching out her slender hand...

One punch, one great white shark.

That seemingly light and powerless fist, when it landed on the shark's head, caused the entire shark's head to cave in, and it lost its fighting ability in an instant.

Throughout the entire ordeal, the girl's eyes never lit up with gold, proving that she wasn't using incantations, but rather pure physical power.

Caesar: "..."

Caesar suddenly felt that the Desert Eagle in his hand was so heavy that he could hardly lift his head.