"Young Master Jing is shrewd. Once the Wu Family falls, the Jing Family will rise in the Chinese circle of Las Vegas." Someone said flatteringly with a smile.
Jing Jin squinted his eyes slightly, with a glimmer of cunning reflected in his pupils.
The Ma Family Mountain and Water Manor is located in a scenic area on the outskirts of Las Vegas, resplendent and magnificent.
Today is the twenty-fourth birthday of the young master of the Ma Family. Luxury cars are gathered, parked at the entrance of the manor, like a grand exhibition of luxury cars.
Waiters in tuxedos, carrying various expensive champagnes, shuttled through the crowd.
Most of the guests are also Chinese, though there are some foreigners, all dressed in suits with extraordinary demeanor.
The walls are decorated with valuable oil paintings, embedded with bronze lamps, and curved daggers crossed above the doorway, exuding the flavor of the eighteenth century Europe.
