"Hey, it's really intentional." Monica covered his mouth and took Sherry to the top floor in the elevator.

As soon as he left the banquet hall, the dazzling lights made Sherry a little worse. Monica, who thought he had seen the world, was a little silly. He couldn't find a word to describe the glory here. Unlike the resort, the fountain in the center of the hall seemed to be made of gold bricks. The spewed gold fell into the spring pool and collided with golden sparks: "Here... so ...