I was cleaning the can that suddenly appeared in the room yesterday, wondering if someone had dropped it or not. . Could it be the one in the legend? .
With his brows furrowed, a young man walked in. He was dressed in violet embroidery, with willow-forged gold boots on his feet, and a gold-ringed fan in his hand. From a distance, you could tell he was from a wealthy family.
He came over with a smile on his face, and I stared at him (this is the rule, if he is a dragon, he must show his true form and be separated from the room). As expected, he jumped up, and suddenly a large dark cloud appeared in the room, with lightning and dazzling light. . Actually. . It's golden. . . . .