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.

been passed down from the first generation of ancestors who engaged

the meaning of this inheritance alone

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

that of an ordinary

family

Mr. Mai, “Grandpa, let’s call

out,

time, Isaac Cameron stepped in the room and said, “Don’t worry you two, I’ve

their heads to look at the person who’d just entered their room, and

ordinary person, so Mr. Mai asked, “Sir, who

the Shangri-La Hotel.” As he spoke,

there was a burglary, I

been

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

of anger, “Mr. Cameron, the Shangri-La

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