The next morning, Chen Shouyi grabbed a wooden sword and ran all the way to the haunted house, ready to practice sword.
But he discovered a large crowd gathered at the entrance of the haunted house. Upon approaching, Chen Shouyi realized that the originally locked iron door was wide open, the courtyard's weeds had been cleared, and there were more than a dozen workers inside renovating.
The crowd whispered among themselves, pointing and discussing.
"Truly fearless."
"I heard it only cost twenty million, probably bought it cheap without checking. They must not have done any research when buying," a fat middle-aged man with a large gold chain around his neck sneered.
"Twenty million isn't cheap at all," an elderly man shook his head, "For a place like this, I wouldn't even pay two million. It's ominous."
Chen Shouyi frowned slightly upon hearing this, realizing he couldn't practice here anymore.
Feeling helpless, he glanced around and decided to head back to his neighborhood.
