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He just wanted to enjoy his freedom and comfort, never burden him with anything too challenging, never hold too high expectations of him, and never, ever make him become an elite...
Dylan Young's corner of the mouth curled up, "Now I'm offering you an opportunity like this, do you want it, or not?"
"Of course, I want it," Gamma Young nodded repeatedly, his longed-for days were of course desirable, he wasn't a fool.
Dylan Young pulled out an airplane ticket and handed it over to Gamma Young, "In that case, there's no need for you to return to Ocean City."
Gamma Young was stunned for a moment, foolishly accepting the airplane ticket, and his eyes widened upon seeing the destination on it.