One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

The hall is spacious and bright, well-dressed waiters shuttle through the crowd, men in suits and leather shoes lead beautifully-made female companions, talking and laughing happily.

The soothing music stopped suddenly, and the voices in the hall gradually decreased, and finally disappeared completely.

Everyone looked at the hall stage at the same time.

A middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a long black gown, walked slowly onto the stage. The man's facial features were upright, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and he stood calmly under the gaze of everyone.

A waiter brought up the microphone.

The middle-aged man is Lord Tiger.

Master Hu spoke for the occasion, and as his voice sounded, the people below also started whispering.

"It's not that Lord Tiger is going to die, why does he look good?"

"Rumor."

"That's right, such rumors can be spread several times a year, which one is true? How old is Master Tiger this year, how could he be sick?"

"Today I heard that Lord Tiger is going to announce a new heir..."

"It's time to announce the heir, what's the real problem if it's not complete?"

"What do you mean by a new heir just now? Was there an heir before?"

"It was rumored internally that Lord Tiger had appointed an heir before... But everyone just heard about it, and we don't know if it's true or not."

After Master Hu finished talking nonsense, he began to talk about the matters that everyone cares about today, "The main reason for inviting everyone here today is that I have something to do, and I want you to be witnesses."

When Lord Tiger spoke, the people below naturally joined in, and the scene was very lively.

Ling Qiong stood at the back of the crowd. Fu Xuan lowered his head and fiddled with the smart terminal. It seemed that there was no signal, and his brows frowned.

Ling Qiong folded her arms and looked at the calm middle-aged man on the stage. The man of this age had already suppressed his emotions so tightly that he could no longer detect his true thoughts in every move.

Ling Qiong watched for a while, and was about to look away when she glanced to the right side of the stage from the corner of her eye.

There were quite a few people standing there, led by two bodyguards, one on the left and one on the right, who looked like door gods.

Behind him was a young man. His black suit made him tall and straight, and his hair was specially styled, making him look neat and tidy. The young man's facial features are handsome, but in those dark eyes, there seems to be some ferocious beast dormant, which will bite off the other's neck when people are not paying attention.

Standing next to the young man was a young man. The young man was dressed more casually, even his hair was messed up. He casually looked at the decorative pillars in the corner of the stage.

And behind the young man were several bodyguards, like a human wall standing behind him, blocking all escape routes tightly.

"...The dog will inherit all the property under my name in the future, and I hope you will take care of it." Lord Tiger looked at the young man and the young man on the side of the stage, his eyes fell on the young man first, but the young man didn't look at him at all. They all seem to be fixed there, as if in fugue.

Master Hu narrowed his eyes, and recruited the young man with a smile: "Yun Heng, come."

The young man's dark eyebrows became a little more smug, he straightened his clothes and walked onto the stage, "Father."

Master Hu put his arms around the young man's shoulders and pushed him towards the crowd: "This is the dog Yunheng."

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Seeing the deep affection between the father and son on the stage, Lu Yunmu turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by the bodyguard: "Second young master, sir, you must wait until the end before you can leave."

Knowing that it was useless to say anything to them, Lu Yunmu simply turned around, glanced across the crowd, and met a gaze in the crowd.

He just paused for a second, and then looked away indifferently, as if he didn't recognize her.

Ling Qiong: "..."

What the hell! !

How dare you ignore your father! !

Is all the gold that Dad gave you krypton in vain?

On the stage, Master Hu and Yun Heng had finished talking, and when they got off the stage, Master Hu led him through the crowd.

Ling Qiong passed through the crowd, and the waiter accidentally blocked her view, and Lu Yunmu, who was standing there just now, unexpectedly disappeared.

Even the bodyguards disappeared without a trace.

Lingqiong didn't know where Lu Yunmu had gone, so she had to go out to look for it.

She searched all over the place where the banquet was held but couldn't find Lu Yunmu, so she turned to another building to find it.

She didn't believe that the cub was able to burrow into the ground and run away.

The layout of the manor is ridiculously large. Most of the buildings in the manor, which is not open to the public at this time, are dark and the lights are not turned on.

Lingqiong spent a lot of time, but still got nothing.

Just when she was hesitating whether to krypton gold or not, she accidentally bumped into the sneaky Fu Xuan.

Ling Qiong didn't know what the male lead had gone through in a short period of time. His coat was gone, and he was soaked through, like a water ghost.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Ling Qiong asked him warily, grabbing the railing.

Fu Xuan was speechless for a moment: "Student Ji, don't curse me to death."

Ling Qiong smiled dryly, "You... your new look is a bit special." Silently gave a thumbs up on her chest.

The sound of messy footsteps came from upstairs, Fu Xuan's expression changed, and he pulled Ling Qiong to hide beside him.

Ling Qiong was somewhat rebellious: "Why are you dragging me? I haven't done anything bad."

"Do you know where this is? If they saw it, you'd have nothing to eat." Fu Xuan didn't know how Lingqiong got here, but he kindly reminded her.

Those footsteps passed quickly from outside.

Fu Xuan leaned against the wall and breathed a sigh of relief.

Ling Qiong looked out, and was about to go out when she heard footsteps.

This time the footsteps were much slower, and there was also the sound of conversation, from far to near, and the vague words became clearer.

"...Mister has asked someone to take the second young master to the small building, let us go and watch."

"Second young master is also the same, why bother to get angry with Mr., and suffer by yourself."

"This is miserable. The eldest young master will be the heir in the future, and he probably won't be able to accommodate the second young master."

"Okay, don't worry about it, just do things quickly."

The footsteps of the two disappeared quickly, Ling Qiong ignored Fu Xuan, and stepped out to follow them, trailing behind the two.

Ling Qiong followed behind the two of them, walking all the way to the depths of the manor.

The small building is a domed palace-style building. It doesn't look small. The pure black building appearance has no light at all, as if it has melted into the darkness.

"What are you doing here?"

Ling Qiong was startled, "Are you walking silently?"

Fu Xuan: "..."

Are you walking loudly?

Ling Qiong glanced at him: "What are you following me for?" Are you finished with your career?

Fu Xuan asked without answering, "What are you doing here?"

Ling Qiong babbled casually: "For justice."

Fu Xuan: "???" Crazy?

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The basement of the small building.

The basement has not been decorated much, except for the expensive carpet on the floor, it looks more like a rough house that has just been repaired.

In the empty room, the young man knelt on the carpet, looking at the cracked mirror on the wall without sadness or joy. There was blood on the cracks on the mirror, which was obviously caused by someone punching it.

In the shattered mirror, countless frail figures of teenagers were reflected.