The yacht left the port, venturing towards the roaring Mediterranean Sea. 

Countless yachts of this sort were anchored above the sea surface, carrying bikini-clad beauties, bottles of high-end champagne and wine on them. When night came, it was an earthly paradise for the filthy rich. The occasional odd presences would probably go unnoticed by them. 

At the same moment, four customers appeared at a hotel in Valletta. It was a group that consisted of three women and one man. Among the three women were a pair of identical twins and one equally gorgeous woman. Nestled in between the three women’s unwavering attention was an Asian man, who had a bright handsome face that seemed to radiate sunshine. 

Unable to walk in a straight line, the man was possibly pissed drunk. He was being supported by the three women. They were the only thing keeping him and the floor apart. 

“Mister Xia, why did you drink so much?” One woman asked. 

“Yeah, you’re already drunk as soon as you got to Malta. Why are you like this?” the other woman chided. 

The Asian man could only giggle uncontrollably, extending an arm to grab one of their...