"Yeah." Liu Cheng pretended to be a considerate good friend as he spoke to Chen Yiyang.
"Although Yiyi is my friend, my mom has told me since I was a kid to be honest. So, I can't just watch a friend jump into a pit of fire."
"Go on."
"Hauntings at this hotel have even made it into local news. Previously, reporters invited the fire department to check it out, but they couldn't find the cause.
Later, Yiyi asked some famous monks and various esteemed individuals to come and check, but in the end, they found nothing. It shows how eerie this place is."
"That's why this hotel is so cheap," Chen Yiyang casually echoed Zhao Cheng's words.
"Who wouldn't say so," Zhao Cheng continued, "Yiyi was just a regular person, suddenly inheriting a relative's hotel. Naturally, she's worried about too much loss and might tell some lies when selling the hotel. Just know this; don't take it to heart."
