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.

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

its monetary value, the meaning of this

importantly, because of the continuous blessing of the ancestors of the past

gold and fix acupoints, the accuracy was much higher than that of an ordinary compass! The descendants of the Mai family relied on this

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

hurriedly said to Mr.

Mai nodded repeatedly and blurted out, “Yes,

this time, Isaac Cameron stepped in the room and said,

old man and his great-grandson turned their heads to look at the person who’d just entered their room,

ordinary person, so Mr.

Cameron hurriedly said, “Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, I’m Isaac Cameron, the general manager of the Shangri-La Hotel.” As he spoke, his face was filled with shame, “As the manager of this hotel,

I learned that there was a burglary, I rushed over as

been notified,

already called the police, he put his

Cameron, the Shangri-La is a world-renowned hotel chain, one I’ve stayed

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