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It turned out he had thought too much. Upon hearing the words "pure blood dragon race" and "source blood," the expression of the young demi-dragon changed dramatically, and the intense delight in his eyes was distinctly visible.
Perhaps due to the demi-dragon's young age, all his emotions were basically written on his face, far from the sophistication of his father. For a shop, this was clearly not the making of a qualified assistant. He had noticed this during his first visit, and although he had been puzzled then, he had no doubts now.
As the legitimate bloodline of that Third-order Half-Dragon, perhaps one with a highly favored and top-ranked talent, assigning him as the manager of the first floor of the shop was likely a deliberate trial or even a cushy position designed for him. In any case, the losses incurred from this were of no concern to the Third-order Demi-Dragon—it was simply a gift from a father to his child.
