Tomb Raider: I Became the Young Master of the Crescent Hotel

The waiter at the Crescent Hotel was very tactful and took out his pistol and pointed it at them.

They don’t care about the Fourth Master. In their eyes, the Young Master is the greatest!

Chen Pi had no choice but to compromise and threw the chain and key to Qingniao. "He is very wild!"

After saying that, he turned and left. He had to find another bait.

Yin Qiumu moved closer. The man named A Kun was very alert and stared at him.

"Follow me and be my personal bodyguard. I'll make sure you have everything you need. How about that?"

Yin Qiumu's childish words were very sincere, and his watery eyes were free of any distracting thoughts or greed.

Zhang Qiling nodded. He seemed different from those people.

Yin Qiumu nodded happily. Qingniao untied the iron chain and put his coat on him.

Several people left the forest and returned to the hotel.

After Kun cleaned himself up, he looked very handsome and the hoodie suited him very well.

Yin Qiaomu blinked her big eyes and asked, "What's your name?"

"Zhang Qiling"

"Why were you arrested by them?"

"do not remember"

"Um...did you hurt your throat?"

"without"

The communication was unavailable and the system completely froze.

Yin Qiaomu gave up on communicating and began to feel sleepy. "I'm going back to my room. If you have anything to talk to Qingniao, you can talk to me too. Bye~"

When I walked to the door, I suddenly felt myself floating in the air. Could it be that I was flying?

Yin Qiaomu fluttered his legs twice. "Why aren't you moving?"

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt like I was flying back, and it felt a little bit like strangling my neck.

Wait! Strangling?

Turning around, he saw Zhang Qiling's expressionless face.

"What are you doing?"

"Personal bodyguard."

Yin Qiaomu’s brain short-circuited. How could a personal bodyguard be so close to you?

Zhang Qiling didn't care what he was thinking. He put him on the bed and closed his eyes to rest beside him.

Yin Qiaomu looked at Zhang Qiling who was sitting at the head of the bed and shook his head, not knowing whether he had picked up a big ice cube.

a good night's sleep

After another two months of crazy fun, I reluctantly set off to go home.

Going home to celebrate his birthday, the birthday celebration of the young master of the Crescent Hotel must be very grand and ostentatious. The primary purpose is to get to know people and make them more discerning.

On the stage, Zhang Rishan and Er Yuehong were in charge of the overall situation. Yin Nanfeng stood by and felt a sense of pride when he saw his younger brother introducing himself with ease.

This is her younger brother, one of the heirs of their Yin family.

Yin Qiaomu glanced around and said, "Finally, I'm very happy that you all can come and celebrate my birthday despite your busy schedule."

Yin Qiumu nodded slightly. He didn't need to bow to anyone except his master, parents and sister.

Er Yuehong looked at his beloved disciple, nodded, and took the microphone. "On Yunu's birthday, I, Er Yuehong, would like to announce something."

Qiao Mu raised his head slightly and looked at his second grandfather curiously.

"This is my apprentice. I, Er Yuehong, have taken in two children in my lifetime. Jie Yuhua is the inheritor of my opera."

"Yu Nu is the successor of this old man like me!"

The whole audience was in an uproar. Er Yuehong's move was not considered breaking the rules. At most, he was just looking for an heir.

He was so angry with Chen Pi that he vowed never to accept any disciples in his life.

Now that the disciple has said this, it is obvious that this young man has caught the Second Master's eye.

What is a child disciple? It is the one who can smash bowls and keep vigil over the body.

After all, disciples and disciples cannot be compared. Even Master Chen Si was just a disciple back then.

Yin Qiumu's eyes were a little red, he understood that he could call him master openly.

Master is arranging funeral arrangements...

Xie Yuchen's eyes also turned red. Although he was the inheritor of traditional Chinese opera, he could still call him master.

He understood his master's intentions. He was the heir of the Xie family, so of course he could not be his master's successor.

Only Yu Nu is suitable as this disciple.

"As an old man, I have some respect, so I ask you to call me Little Second Master."

"After I pass away..."

Qiao Mu tugged at the corner of his master's clothes. Er Yuehong paused for a moment and then continued speaking.

"The position of the Second Master of the Nine Gates will be passed on to Yin Qiaomu."

"My Hong family has a century-old fortune, and you will inherit it all!"

"The Hong family clan and the ancestral tablets must all be acknowledged!"

"Anyone who disobeys will be expelled!"

Zhang Rishan next to him did not say anything. He just watched quietly as one generation fell and a new generation rose.

Everyone was sighing, fearing that Er Yuehong might not live long.

I also lamented Zhang Rishan's silent but supportive attitude.

The brother and sister Yin Nanfeng and Yin Qiaomu have powerful backers behind them.

Yin Nanfeng, the heir of Xinyue Hotel, has Zhang Rishan from Qiongqi Company in charge and all the connections of his aunt Yin Xinyue.

Yin Qiaomu, Er Yuehong's successor, was a close confidant of Zhang Dafo and the young master of the Crescent Hotel. He was also on good terms with the next generation heads of the Wujie and Wujie families.

With this background, these connections, and this power, who wouldn't bow respectfully?

Not to mention anything else, the name of the Crescent Hotel alone is enough for them to act arrogantly.

As for Yin Qiaomu and Yin Nanfeng's parents, they disappeared without a trace and no one knew where they had gone.