The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

"Mr. Ma, Mrs. Ma, welcome to the world's largest marine park!"

Abhishek took a step forward, made a welcoming gesture, then half turned around, bent his back slightly, pointed at the child in the red suit and said:

"This is my boss and the owner of this ship—Master Velendra!"

"Master?" Ma Shan touched his nose gently. "Abhishek, are you sure he is your boss? Why do I feel that you are becoming less and less reliable?"

Abhishek smiled slightly, "Don't worry, Mr. Ma, he is my boss, it's true! Everything here, including everything in Atlantic City, is decided by Master Velendra."

Ma Shan was stunned, then he looked carefully at the child in front of him.

"Since he is a young master, there must be a master behind him. Wouldn't it be more appropriate to ask the master to come out and speak?" Ma Shan said.

The child held the cigar between his fingers, stretched out his arms like an adult, and laughed: "It's just a small matter, you don't need me to decide. If you are worried..."

He pointed his cigar at the crowd on the deck and said, "All the big guys in Atlantic City are here. If you don't believe me, ask them."

Ma Shan glanced at those people, who looked at the child with a complex expression of respect and fear. Ma Shan knew that what the child said was true, and he could indeed make the decision, but these people might not necessarily obey this young boy.

Ma Shan detected the spiritual fluctuations unique to practitioners from Weirendra, but they were not very strong, and it was obvious that his practice was not deep. However, there was a strange and uncomfortable aura mixed in it.

"Okay, since that's the case, let's not waste time and let's get started," said Ma Shan.

"What's the hurry?" Weilundra turned to face the towering cabins of his luxury cruise ship, raised his hands, and said proudly, "Look, here we have the best service in the world, enjoy it. If you don't enjoy it now, you may not have the chance to do so in the future!"

Then he turned back and said, "Abhishek will take you to play. Twenty hours later, that is, tomorrow morning, if you haven't lost all your money, I can play a game with you."

After saying that, he walked towards the cabin with a step that showed no regard for his relatives.

The Rakshasa woman glanced at Mashan and Chanali, her eyes filled with an urgent desire for revenge, then turned and followed Velendra.

"I can't wait until tomorrow morning!" Ma Shan muttered to Weilundra's back.

Abhishek stepped forward and made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Ma, Mrs. Ma, please come in."

The two followed Abhishek into the mezzanine hall of the casino.

Although it is a lobby on a ship, it looks more luxurious than a casino lobby on land.

A huge crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling, shining brightly. The walls of the Western Zhou Dynasty are decorated with exquisite murals and gilded carvings, making you feel like you are in a royal palace.

In the center of the hall, a huge fountain is gushing, and the water columns change with the rhythm of the music, forming gorgeous water curtains.

"You two, your room is on the seventh floor. It is the most luxurious suite on the ship. The young master has specially ordered that you be equipped with a private butler and service team. Do you want to go to the room to rest first, or play a few games first?"

"Rest?" Ma Shan laughed. "Wait until I defeat your young master and leave him with only his red underwear. Then I will be able to have a good sleep."

Abhishek was not angry either, as if he was full of confidence: "Okay, please follow me, both of you."

He led them around the fountain, through the lounge area, and slowly toward the main casino.

The casino is located in the heart of the cruise ship, where the lights are brilliant and the luxurious decorations make it even more luxurious. Huge gaming tables are neatly arranged, each covered with exquisite green velvet, and golden chips are piled up like mountains. The dealers in gorgeous evening gowns stand in front of the gaming tables, smiling and greeting every guest.

The waiters shuttled between the guests, the champagne on the tray in their hands was bubbling, and the golden liquid was swaying gently in the glass.

There are already some impatient guests playing here. The sound of the dice rolling in the bone china bowl, the crisp sound of the chips colliding, and the whispers of the guests interweave into a tense and exciting symphony.

As Ma Shan and Chanali entered, others followed in, wanting to see how skilled today's two protagonists - the famous Master Ma in Macao and the legendary Malaysian goddess - were in gambling.

What these Atlantic City celebrities and casino tycoons are looking forward to more is the competition outside the gambling table.

Because everyone knows that the games on the gambling table cannot solve today's problems. Just like in Las Vegas, what finally shocked the casino giants around the world was Li Muchen's sword energy that crossed the screen.

Those who know the inside story know very well that today's Master Weilundra and this ship were originally prepared for Li Muchen.

It was somewhat disappointing that Li Muchen did not come.

Ma Shan and Chanali chose a table near the center and sat down.

At this time, the cruise ship began to turn and slowly sailed out of the dock.

The cruise ship was so stable that people in the casino could hardly feel it moving, and even the champagne in the glasses did not shake.

“It’s a nice ship!”

Ma Shan raised his head, his eyes seemed to penetrate the deck and see the boundless ocean.

This is the Atlantic Ocean, on the other side of the world.

For some reason, Ma Shan suddenly recalled the marble archway with the words "Crystal Palace" engraved on it at the Taj Mahal Plaza.

"Do you think the Dragon Palace in the West Sea is on the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean?" he suddenly asked.

"Dragon Palace?"

Chanali was stunned and suddenly remembered that her man was a dragon.

……

Lu Jingshan looked at the three ancient characters "Crystal Palace" and was shocked beyond compare.

"Is there really a Dragon Palace?" He asked Su Biluo beside him with his divine consciousness.

Su Biluo was also shocked and shook her head, "I don't know. The ancient books of Tiandu are vague about the origin of dragons, and there are only sporadic records of things before the flood. But the ancient books of Tiandu are vast, and maybe there are some things we haven't seen."

Lu Jingshan said: "You said those things, could it be that they are here to look for the Dragon Palace?"

This is his hope. If this happens, the crisis on Kowloon Island can be resolved.

The two men cleaned the surface of the ancient rock.

The stone is very large, with half of it embedded in the ground. Over tens of millions of years of crustal movement, it has merged with the seabed and the earth, as if it had always grown there.

No more ruins were found around. Obviously they should be deeper underground. The original landform here has been changed by the compression of plates and the accumulation of lava after volcanic eruptions. Only this piece of thing engraved with the three words "Crystal Palace", which may be the palace gate archway of that year, was exposed.

The palace should be underneath, but the soil here is too thick, and the divine sense cannot detect the location of the virtual valley. Moreover, this is where the plates are connected. If we forcibly bombard it with magic power, no one knows what will happen.

Just when they were at a loss, the sea water behind them began to surge violently, and a thick, gloomy evil aura spread along with the sea water.

Lu Jingshan and Su Biluo looked back and saw a huge black shadow, like dark clouds in the sky, pressing towards them endlessly.