Dragon Clan: I, Nono! Inherit countless futures!

Chen Motong still hadn't figured out what that semi-awakened bloodline was.

However, the enhancement that bloodline provides to the body is obvious.

Although she looks no different from before, her physical strength is now enough to confront a polar bear head-on without weapons.

and so……

They're just a few sharks; even if she doesn't activate the Bronze Throne, these sharks wouldn't be enough to make a dish.

But Caesar was unaware of these things.

Caesar expected to see a girl swimming in the water in a panic, just like himself, with sharks in hot pursuit, struggling but to no avail, and forced to wrestle ashore.

Caesar was even prepared to rescue the girl.

But when the real scene appeared before his eyes, Caesar almost couldn't catch his breath.

Some people do swim in the water in a panic.

The same applies to trying to struggle but to no avail.

The positions are just reversed...

The group of sharks were swimming frantically in the water, struggling but to no avail.

The one chasing after the shark, punching and headbutting it, was the red-haired girl.

As one shark after another perished, the remaining sharks finally realized the danger, but their escape route was blocked, forcing them to almost come ashore.

Finally, the girl dragged the last, dying shark ashore. She held onto the tail of the nearly human-sized fish as easily as if she were lifting a radish.

She handed the fish to Caesar, saying nothing, but her gesture spoke volumes.

Caesar opened his mouth as if to speak, but when his gaze met the shark's dead fish eyes, he couldn't say anything.

Seeing that the arrogant young master had finally calmed down, Chen Motong casually tossed the fish back into the sea, leaving behind a nonchalant remark:

"If you're bad at cooking, just practice more."

After saying that, she took out sunglasses from her pocket, put them on to block the somewhat glaring sunlight, and turned to leave.

Caesar was naturally extremely unwilling, but he still gritted his teeth and followed.

At this moment, his curiosity about this mysterious girl had reached its peak, even surpassing the frustration of being called bad at cooking.

After all, accepting defeat in a bet is a virtue of a young nobleman.

"What's your name?" Caesar asked.

"My surname is Chen, you can call me Butler Chen." The girl spoke lazily, her large sunglasses covering her delicate face and her rare, dark red eyes.

Caesar, completely unfazed by the girl's dismissive attitude, curiously moved closer and asked, "How old are you? How can someone your age be a butler?"

"When did you get here? Are you Chinese?"

"How did you kill those sharks? How are you so strong?"

"You really didn't use your Word of Power? Is your bloodline very strong? Why aren't you speaking?"

One question after another was fired off like a machine gun. The young Caesar stared at Chen Motong with her big, sea-blue eyes, her face full of curiosity, just like a big dog that had seen a new toy. There was no trace of the rebellious teenager she had been before.

Not far away, on the top floor of the Splendid Hotel, Frost stood by the window, quietly watching this scene.

The secretary, known as Percy, stood quietly to the side, also watching the scene.

The Splendid Hotel was originally an ancient monastery, with its swimming pool and restaurant hidden among ancient trees, appearing as a garden suspended in the air when viewed from below.

Because of the height, Frost and Percy, standing on the top floor, were able to clearly see the entire farce.

"Isn't it inappropriate for Miss Chen to send sharks to attack the young master?" Percy asked with some concern. "If something unexpected happens, I'm afraid it could threaten the young master's safety."

"No," Frost said slowly. "There are countless snipers aiming at them from places you can't see, so Caesar is perfectly safe."

"But this girl's lineage..."

Frost paused here, a sharp glint flashing in his dim eyes: "Something seems amiss."

"This has probably reached the S-class standard."

Percy's tone carried a slight sigh: "To achieve such strength without using any incantations, relying solely on physical power, and most importantly, she's only 15 years old. I'm afraid that in the future..."

"This growth rate is definitely not right. Two years ago, she should have been far from this level," Frost said, glancing at his desk.

There are two sets of photos on it: one of glaciers and the other of an overpass.

The photos of the glacier were taken by Chen Motong when he was thirteen years old, during the evacuation from the Greenland mission.

The girl in the photo is lying weakly on the plane, her face pale and bloodless, looking as if she has suffered a serious injury.

In fact, she was just exhausted. At that time, she had just completed the feat of snatching people from the dragon's mouth. Not only that, she also snatched three people.

The photos of the overpass were taken not long ago.

The photo shows a battered Maybach.

If nothing unexpected happens, the girl even rescued a boy from the legendary land of the dead, Nibelungen, where anyone who enters is doomed.

The changes and growth involved make one wonder: if she were to go to Greenland now, would the outcome be different from what she did back then?

And all of this has only been two years ago. What if we gave her a few more years?

Frost suddenly didn't dare to think any further. Fortunately, the girl was still on his side.

"Let's hope she lives up to our expectations," Frost said. "Letting her see Caesar so early, let's hope she doesn't disappoint me."

"Young Master Caesar is currently quite hostile towards the family. Can Miss Chen really guide him effectively?" Percy asked with some concern. "After all, this Miss Chen doesn't seem to be very obedient..."

"She won't," Frost said firmly. "She wouldn't choose to go against us unless she wanted to die."

"If she wanted more support from our family and wanted to become stronger, she wouldn't say anything to Caesar."

"Why?" the secretary asked, puzzled. "She even killed her father."

"Percy, you still don't understand human greed." Frost smiled faintly. "For her, marrying Caesar was only beneficial, not detrimental."

"On the contrary, saying things that Caesar shouldn't say and offending us will do her no good, only harm."

"Anyone who is human knows what to do; that's just human greed."

He was so confident that Percy nodded in agreement, "I see, I've learned something."

Meanwhile, Chen Motong, who had also returned to the hotel, turned back to Caesar with some surprise: "You don't like your uncle, so you dislike his hiring of a butler? Does that make you feel controlled?"

Caesar nodded, then quickly added, "But I think you're different."

Chen Motong said thoughtfully, "I'm the same as you. I don't like my father either, and I also feel that he's controlling me."

Caesar's eyes lit up at this, and he instinctively asked, "So how did you handle your relationship with your father?"

Chen Motong glanced at him, a sweet smile appearing on her lips: "I killed him, just the day before yesterday."

Caesar: "?"

"Yeah, a direct hit to the head. Use this Desert Eagle, clean and decisive, eliminate the threat forever." Chen Motong said, raising the gun. "Need to borrow it for a bit? I can lend it to you to deal with your uncle?"

Caesar: "..."