Abyss Dominator System

"It's such a fine weather, isn't it?"

On the first-tier passenger deck, a foreign man wearing a sun hat shouted towards the ocean in English, laughing heartily.

"Hey! Buddy, fancy a swim?"

He turned his head and called out to the young man lying on the deckchair beside him.

The young man was wearing sunglasses, with his sun hat hiding half of his face, but one could vaguely tell he was of Asian descent.

A man dressed in black stood behind him with a stern expression, seemingly the young man's bodyguard.

Those who could board this ship were either rich or noble, and many had their personal bodyguards.

The young man was extremely handsome.

Ladies and socialites around the outdoor swimming pool kept sneaking glances at him, chattering away.

This made the foreign man exceedingly jealous.

The innate instinct of the human male, similar to most male animals, is to assert dominance among peers and gain favor of the opposite sex; it's a primitive impulse.

"Do you dare take a dip in the ocean?"

The foreign man's mouth curled into a slight smile, his gaze somewhat challenging as he looked towards the lazily napping young man.

At that moment, the bodyguard's watch behind the young man glowed faintly.

He glanced down, bent over and whispered to the young man, "Boss, the ladies wish to go to the third-tier deck's casino. They're asking if you'd like to join?"

"Hm?"

Bai Yan stretched lazily, took off his sun hat, and handed his sunglasses to the Demon Servant behind him.

"Are you talking to me?"

Bai Yan raised his eyelids in a languid manner, turning his head to look at the foreign man with red hair.

"Yeah, pretty boy, do you have the guts to come play in the sea? Be a brave man!"

The red-haired man laughed loudly, speaking in English, his expression proud as he gestured provocatively at Bai Yan.

"Hmm... so you want to swim in the sea?"

Bai Yan chuckled.

"I want you to come swim with me! I'm quite impressive in the water, you know! What's the matter, young man, getting cold feet?"

"Looking at your puny frame, it's probably just false muscles from working out! Look at these arms of mine!"

The red-haired man smirked, flexing his sturdy muscles at Bai Yan.

Bai Yan lazily stood up, stretching himself.

"Let's go to the casino then,"

Bai Yan put on his sunglasses and turned to leave.

"Hey! Coward, are you running away?"

The red-haired man hurriedly taunted with a shout.

"Xiao Qi, grant his wish, throw him into the sea."

Bai Yan, without turning back, hands in his beach shorts' pockets, spoke indifferently.

"Yes, Boss!"

Xiao Qi nodded, his demeanor utterly cold, as he took big strides forward.

"What are you trying to do!"

The red-haired man looked at Xiao Qi warily, growling: "Hey! I'm a black belt in Taekwondo, mind how you treat me!"

"The boss says you need a swim."

Xiao Qi spoke earnestly.

"Whoosh!"

Xiao Qi reached out to grab him, and like picking up a chick, casually tossed the red-haired man into the sea.

"Splash!"

Water splashed everywhere as the red-haired man floundered awkwardly in the water.

Even though there were no sharks around and the sea held no particular danger, Xiao Qi's actions still left the red-haired man fuming with shame and anger.

Being thrown into the sea like this was an utter humiliation!

"Ah ah ah! Damn you bastard! Don't you walk away!"

The red-haired man thrashed in the water, roaring madly.

"Damn it! Wait till I get back on the ship, I will make you pay!"

The red-haired man watched Xiao Qi's departing figure with gritted teeth, yelling for the crew to rescue him.

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Inside the three-layered deck, Bai Yan had already changed into casual white clothes and was now heading to the casino with Xiao Qi.

This entire ship was financed and constructed by Wanyan Company.

There were no defensive installations to speak of; it was a bona fide leisure cruise liner.

This was the vessel Fu Chao sent to pick up Bai Yan, flying the flag of a private yacht as a cover.

Fu Chao himself was too busy to come, as he was occupied with overseeing a multitude of construction affairs on Demon Island.

The cargo hold was stacked with loads of gold and antiques, and people from the Demon Sect and Qin Jiuluo's Demon Servants were doubling as security guards and part of the crew onboard.

And the owner of this ship was none other than Bai Yan.

As for the other people on the ship, most were wealthy tycoons and foreign aristocrats who had followed Wanyan cruise's route and purchased tickets to board.

After all, in order to deceive the public, it was necessary to have a well-planned, complete travel itinerary and passengers.

The final stop of the Wanyan cruise would be Demon Island in the Pacific Ocean. Before that, to maintain its image as a luxury private yacht, it would take a large loop through international waters around the globe.

However, if one thought that Fu Chao had just sent a luxury yacht to pick up Bai Yan, they would be greatly mistaken.

Bai Yan's status was incredibly prestigious.

Could it be without any security force?

Let's not even mention the power Bai Yan possessed; would it be reasonable to send just a luxury yacht to pick up their master and Brother?

Of course not!

The security forces arranged by Fu Chao were always lurking around the Wanyan cruise, trailing from a distance behind it, neither approaching to disturb Bai Yan nor ceasing to provide quiet protection.

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Bai Yan made his way into the bustling casino.

Dressed in extravagant attire, men and women were everywhere, shouting around various game setups, their faces reddened and excited.

The casino aboard the Wanyan cruise was massive, with all sorts of things available.

The more thrilling the gambling activity, the more it attracted people.

The moment Bai Yan walked into the casino, he saw An Yan leading a few ladies around with a helpless look on her face.

There was no help for it; the beauty and the figures of these women were too astonishing. Even in casual attire, without any makeup, they were dazzling the crowd.

Initially, just one of them stepping out was enough to cause a sensation, but now six of them emerged simultaneously, each exuding a different charm, naturally drawing the eyes of many gamblers.

Men, ah, lead short lives pursuing just two things.

One is money, the other is beauty.

With six femme fatales appearing in the casino, they were like spotlights, gathering a gaggle of gamblers with grinning faces wherever they went.

Qin Jiuluo was personally leading the team, ensuring the ladies' protection.

These Demon Servants, each emanating an aura of lethality, swept the area with their eyes, deterring anyone from daring to approach.

Bai Yan chuckled and walked over.

The ladies had stopped in front of a small wooden table that only had a silver revolver and a staff member from the Demon Sect, nothing else.

Most gaming tables were crowded, but not this one; it was completely deserted.

"What's this?"

An Xiaowan extended her delicate hand, pointing at the small table with curiosity.

Seeing An Xiaowan, the staff member at the table recognized her identity and spoke softly with respect, "Responding to Madam, this is the Russian Roulette game."

"Russian Roulette? But there's no roulette wheel! How do you play?"

An Xiaowan blinked her beautiful eyes, looking puzzled.

"You want to play in the casino, yet you don't know anything."

An Yan sighed, and tapped An Xiaowan's white forehead with her finger.

"Tehe, you don't know how to play either, Sister! I just wanted to see what a casino looks like!"

An Xiaowan giggled, hugging An Yan's arm.

The surrounding men were all captivated.

Such beautiful women!

Alas, they were surrounded by a host of deadly-looking fellows, preventing the usual tycoons from daring to strike up a conversation.

Just as the crowd of men struggled to swallow their saliva, a middle-aged man puffing on a pipe walked over.

His eyes lit up when he saw the ladies, with a hint of wickedness lingering on the An sisters, before he strode forth confidently.

"Beautiful little Angels, do you like to play Russian Roulette? I do! Let Big Brother teach you how to play, how about that?"

The pipe-smoking middle-aged man's cheery voice rang out, his burly bodyguards with bulging waists, clearly armed, trailing behind him.

The surrounding tycoons seemed to recognize him, their faces turning pale as they hurriedly made way.

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