To Qi Sheng, Liu Shiwen and Tang Qian were just a pleasant little surprise on this trip.

He would soon forget all about them.

He slept soundly until nearly eleven in the morning before leisurely waking up.

Inside the dark room, the azure underwater world looked magnificent and dreamlike.

Qi Sheng stretched and walked into the bathroom to wash up.

He thoroughly washed away the smell of alcohol, women’s perfume, and lingering sweat from his body.

Qi Sheng changed into a fresh bathrobe and pressed the service bell.

"Mr. Qi, what can I do for you?"

Mickey walked in, bowing slightly in deference.

"No need to be so formal," Qi Sheng said with a friendly wave. "Did they make it on time?"

"Yes, the two ladies arrived at the airport on time and met up with their colleagues. They should have landed by now."

Mickey was clearly prepared for this question, answering precisely and without hesitation.

"Good. Arrange a table for me at the underwater restaurant."

Qi Sheng nodded, saying nothing more.

’Since I’m here at Atlantis, I have to check out the underwater restaurant, right?’

"Of course. I will arrange a VIP table for you right away. Please wait a moment."

Mickey immediately contacted the food and beverage department via his earpiece, telling them to prepare a table at the underwater restaurant.

"After lunch, I’d like an essential oil spa. Can you arrange for a technician to come to the suite? Is that possible?"

Qi Sheng didn’t know if this service was available in the Poseidon Suite.

Most guests had to go to the spa center for such treatments.

"As our hotel’s most distinguished guest in the Poseidon Suite, these are all part of the basic services we provide."

"I will contact the spa center in advance to reserve our most professional female technician for you."

Mickey naturally understood the type of technician a young and immensely wealthy guest like Qi Sheng would prefer.

’It’s time to show off Atlantis’s ace technician.’

"Okay, I’m very satisfied with your service."

Qi Sheng nodded with a smile and went into the bedroom to change.

"Your approval is my greatest encouragement!"

Mickey bowed again, expressing his gratitude to Qi Sheng.

「...」

After changing, Qi Sheng followed Mickey to the underwater restaurant.

As the distinguished guest of the Poseidon Suite, the restaurant manager and head chef were both at the entrance to greet him, shaking his hand and exchanging warm pleasantries.

This scene immediately shocked many of the other diners.

"Who is this big shot?"

"The man next to him is the dedicated butler for the Poseidon Suite—you know, the one that costs 108,888 a night."

"Damn, he’s loaded. That’s almost half a year’s salary for me."

"Of course. A meal here for him is as casual as us buying a steamed bun for breakfast. I just wonder how many girls that rich kid ’ruined’ last night."

「...」

Qi Sheng paid no mind to the murmurs around him.

He was led to the most spacious table, right next to the glass wall.

Qi Sheng found the view of the azure underwater world even more breathtaking than the one in his suite.

After all, the view from the suite was limited by its size.

What could be seen of the underwater world from there was merely the tip of the iceberg.

Qi Sheng casually snapped a few photos.

In the future, he could look back at them and remember this trip to Sanya.

Although there were private rooms reserved for guests of the exclusive suites, Qi Sheng chose to sit by the glass wall, enjoying a "simple" lunch that cost 2,588 per person.

Watching the marine life frolic before his eyes was a genuinely pleasant experience.

Once he’d had his fill, Qi Sheng wiped his mouth and returned to the suite.

The technician, a young woman who had been waiting for him, was dressed in a black pantsuit, looking very formal and professional.

If not for the small case she was carrying, he never would have guessed she was a technician.

’I have to admit, rich guys really dig this kind of vibe.’

’Girls who look like an easy lay, on the other hand, have a hard time piquing their interest.’

Her looks were also outstanding—a solid 85 out of 100.

She had a slender figure, and her wavy, auburn hair was tied back in a neat, clean ponytail.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Qi. I’m Cici from the Ahava Spa. It’s an honor to be of service to you."

The woman bowed almost ninety degrees.

The movement caused her otherwise modest collar to reveal a flash of pale skin.

"Cici?"

Qi Sheng nodded. "What services do you offer?"

"Mr. Qi, Ahava is a treasured national skincare brand from Israel."

"Our products are infused with the essences of water, salt, mud, and botanicals from the Dead Sea, allowing you to enjoy the nourishment of natural energy."

"Many A-list celebrities use our products as well."

Cici gave her introduction earnestly. This was a mandatory part of the pre-service procedure.

If they didn’t let the guest know how precious their products were, how could they dare to quote prices in the thousands for their services?

"If I didn’t know you were a technician, I’d think you were a sales associate at a skincare counter."

Qi Sheng shook his head with a smile. "Just give me the full course of treatments that you’d recommend for me. Price is not an issue."

"Of course. In that case, I will perform the service here in your room, if that’s alright with you?"

Cici naturally didn’t doubt Qi Sheng’s ability to afford it.

’He’s staying in the Poseidon Suite at 108,888 a night; a few thousand for a spa treatment would be nothing to him.’

"That’s fine."

Qi Sheng nodded.

Seeing that the master bedroom had been completely tidied up, he felt a new appreciation for Mickey’s attentiveness.

The master bedroom, which had been the previous night’s battlefield, had naturally been a mess.

After the "battle" ended last night, Qi Sheng had taken the two girls to sleep in the secondary bedroom.

"Mr. Qi, I hope you’ll understand that there will be some physical contact during the service."

Cici arranged the products she would be using on the nightstand for easy access.

"Mm, I understand."

Having been a connoisseur of spas in his past life, Qi Sheng had long since lost the fidgety excitement of a rookie.

When she saw Qi Sheng take off his clothes and change into a loose bathrobe, Cici, who had been perfectly composed until now, couldn’t help but gulp.

’A guest with abs... staying in the Poseidon Suite...’ The combination made her heart skip a beat.

Fortunately, she’d dealt with her fair share of wealthy men.

She quickly composed herself and focused on delivering the performance expected of an ace technician.

Her soft hands spread the essential oil across Qi Sheng’s broad, firm back.

She applied varying degrees of pressure, following the lines of his acupressure points.

"Your technique is good."

Qi Sheng couldn’t help but give her a positive review.

Compared to that Xu Jiao he’d met at the massage parlor last time, this Cici’s skills were on a completely different level.

’There’s a reason she’s their ace.’

"Thank you for the compliment. Please turn over so I can work on your front."

Cici gave her slightly sore wrists a quick shake.

Her tone was calm, yet it held a faint trace of anticipation.

Qi Sheng casually rolled over, revealing his chiseled six-pack.

Seeing Qi Sheng’s fantastic body up close, Cici couldn’t help but gulp again.

’Damn, he’s handsome, has a great body, and is filthy rich.’

’A man like this really exists in the world!’

Qi Sheng was waiting for Cici to apply the oil.

"What’s wrong?"

When she didn’t make a move, he opened his eyes curiously.

And there she was, staring like she was completely infatuated.

Her eyes were glued to his abs, leaving him a bit speechless.

’Who the hell is the guest here?’

"I’m sorry, Mr. Qi! I’ll get right back to it."

Cici snapped out of it and apologized hastily, a wave of fear washing over her.

’A complaint from this Mr. Qi would be far more serious than one from an ordinary guest.’

"It’s fine. Just hurry up."

Qi Sheng didn’t have it in him to get angry at a girl, especially when she was just mesmerized by his physique. ’I should be happy, if anything.’

Cici’s technique was impeccable. The entire essential oil spa experience was incredibly relaxing.

Thankfully, Qi Sheng had been completely drained by the combined efforts of Tang Qian and Liu Shiwen the day before.

Even with Cici straddling his waist, he didn’t have much of a reaction.

It wasn’t that Cici wasn’t attractive; Qi Sheng was just still on cooldown.

After all, his Physique was only 79.

He didn’t have a beast-like Physique score of 99; he couldn’t go wild like this every single day.