Gu Zi murmured under her breath, almost to herself, "Your brother’s right not to listen to you..."
After all, no matter how she looked at it, that courtyard would be worth billions in the future—cold, hard cash that anyone would be a fool to ignore.
Yet, something didn’t sit right with her. If, as Chen Xi had claimed, they had actually heard terrifying cries that night, then it seemed that the story was far from a mere rumor.
Chen Xi, feeling a bit offended by Gu Zi’s dismissive tone, retorted, "Are you implying that I’m just a kid who can’t be trusted? You think I’m making it all up?"
Gu Zi raised an eyebrow, mulling over his words.
There was no such thing as a ’kid’ at his age, she thought—maybe a little naive, but not a child. She refrained from saying that aloud. Instead, she calmly explained, "Look, I don’t believe in those superstitions. But if you actually did hear those cries, there’s only one explanation. Someone must be staging something, trying to cover up whatever happened here."
Chen Xi scoffed, unconvinced. "What could they be hiding in that rundown place? It’s already old and falling apart."
Gu Zi, though not eager to dwell on such unsettling matters, understood the need to address the rumors. After all, the property had already been bought by Su Shen.
If these whispers weren’t dispelled, people would be too scared to buy here, especially if the stories kept getting more outrageous over time. She couldn’t afford to let that happen; property values were at stake.
She turned to Chen Xi, determination in her voice. "You’ll take me through another alley. Show me where you heard the crying, alright?"
Chen Xi, though still young, had always prided himself on being a real man. He thumped his chest confidently. "Of course. Let’s go."
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