(This is Xu Qing's dream. Because it ended up being too long, it has been taken out separately as a free extra. It does not affect the main plot; if you are not interested, you may skip it.)
Sunlight pierced the thin clouds above the Mediterranean Sea and fell upon a stretch of ocean so blue it seemed almost unreal.
Great waves surged, white foam flying.
A Super Yacht so enormous it completely defied common sense sat quietly at the line where sea met sky.
Its hull was like a pure-white palace floating on the sea.
It was a full dozen-plus stories high, its decks stacked one upon another.
At the very top, there was even a golden dome and a European-style clock tower. Three armed helicopters were parked on each side, and in the middle stood a gigantic musical fountain, water spraying with a rushing splash.
At the bow stood a white jade statue more than ten meters tall.
The figure carved was unmistakably Tang Song.
One hand in his pocket, one hand pressed to his forehead, his clothes fluttering, waves beneath his feet, and on his face was that infuriating yet charming wicked smile.
Below the statue, a line of English marquee text flashed in exaggerated gilded letters:
[Master's Sea Empire (Master's Sea Empire)]
On the topmost sun deck, the champagne tower refracted a flowing golden sheen, and the white gauze hanging from the edge of the deck was gently lifted by the sea breeze. Xu Qing stood right in the center of the deck.
She was wearing a pure-white princess dress, its layered skirt puffing out like cream, with a huge pink-diamond bow tied at her waist, sparkling so brightly it dazzled the eyes.
A little crown sat on her head.
On her feet were high heels