Their room had been completely ransacked.

Both His and Mike’s suitcases had been tossed about, their contents scattered across the floor.

The Feng Shui compass, wrapped in silk, had been in his own suitcase.

And it was missing.

The small box in Mike’s bag that held some of the local currency, as well as emergency U.S.

dollars, sat on the ground.

He quickly opened it.

Mr. Mai was suddenly very nervous, and blurted out to Mike, “They didn’t take the money, or anything else… Just the compass is missing…”

Although Mike is not was not well learned in the art of Feng Shui, he knew that the compass was a treasure of the Mai family.

had been passed down from the first generation of ancestors who engaged in Feng Shui metaphysics in the Mai family

value, the meaning of

because of the continuous blessing of the ancestors of the past dynasties, the feng shui compass could

that of an ordinary compass! The descendants of the

this compass was lost, the ability of the Mai family to watch Feng Shui will be

he hurriedly said to Mr. Mai, “Grandpa, let’s

nodded repeatedly and blurted out, “Yes, Hurry up! We’ll call

Cameron stepped in the room and said, “Don’t worry you two, I’ve already reported it to the

their heads to look at the person who’d just entered their room, and saw that this person was dressed in a suit and leather

person, so Mr. Mai asked, “Sir, who

the general manager of the Shangri-La Hotel.” As he spoke, his face was filled with shame, “As

burglary, I rushed over as soon

have already been notified, and should

Isaac Cameron had already called the police, he put his phone

a bit of anger, “Mr. Cameron, the Shangri-La is a world-renowned hotel chain, one I’ve stayed in all around

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