"Young master, are you perhaps going to invite that Grandmaster-level expert to act?" the bodyguard asked excitedly.
The Dong family, as one of the six prominent families in Jizhou, had a Grandmaster-level expert serving as their guest elder. Although they usually went their separate ways, if the Dong family were in trouble and needed this guest elder, he would undoubtedly lend his full support!
Dong Haoze said angrily, "Chen Nan has humiliated me in every way possible. If I don't tear him into eight pieces, my hatred will not be dispelled!"
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Seven in the evening.
Chen Nan and Jian Ning arrived at the Half-Mountain Villa district.
"Good evening, Miss Jian," the housekeeper, Sheng Nan, greeted them. She was a woman in her thirties, wearing a black suit and sporting large waves, exuding a mature, alluring aura.
Jian Ning hummed in response and said, "This is my friend. He wants to buy a house in our community. How many villas do we still have available now?"
Sheng Nan politely replied, "There are six remaining. Shall I show you both around?"
"Sure!"
Subsequently, Chen Nan and Jian Ning followed her to view the available villas.
Four of the six villas were semi-detached, each with an indoor area of over two hundred square meters. Seemingly not small.
However, Chen Nan was not very satisfied. He wanted to buy a detached villa.
Afterward, Sheng Nan led them to view the other two detached villas.
After viewing them, Chen Nan gave his opinion: "The layouts of these two villas are acceptable, and the square footage is not small, but I'm not very fond of the interior decoration style!"
Jian Ning also chimed in, "I'm not too fond of European and American interior design styles either. While they look good at first glance, they feel ostentatious and inconvenient to maintain over time."
Sheng Nan wore an apologetic expression. "In that case, we don't have any suitable properties!"
Chen Nan looked at Jian Ning with a hint of regret. "It seems we won't be neighbors." He actually liked the environment here. But alas, there were no suitable properties.
Jian Ning was somewhat unwilling. Suddenly, as if struck by an idea, she said, "Miss Sheng, Villa 95 isn't occupied, is it? Is the owner considering selling that house?"
"Uh..." This question stumped Sheng Nan, and she replied awkwardly, "Miss Jian, haven't your family members told you about that house?"
"Ah?" Jian Ning looked puzzled. "What happened to that house?"
Sheng Nan hesitated for a moment, then finally said, "It's said to be a haunted house. The first owner moved in for one day, and the next day, the entire family moved out, claiming they saw a ghost in red drifting around the house."
Jian Ning shrieked and instinctively grabbed Chen Nan's arm. "I'm timid. Don't scare me!"
Sheng Nan gave a wry smile. "While I don't believe in ghosts either, some things simply cannot be explained by science. Of course, some people don't believe there are ghosts in that house. At least, the second owner didn't subscribe to that superstition."
"He bought the house from the first owner for ten million yuan. Ten million yuan might seem expensive, but Villa 95 was originally purchased by the first owner for thirty million yuan, so it was quite a bargain."
"After purchasing the house, the second owner invited some eminent monks to ward off evil spirits, but the result was..."
Chen Nan asked curiously, "What was the result?"
Sheng Nan replied, "Those eminent monks returned and died bizarrely, bleeding from all seven orifices."
"Is there more?" Jian Ning, though scared, was also very curious about what happened next. She was like a little girl who, while huddling by her boyfriend's side and screaming at ghost stories, couldn't help but keep her eyes glued to the screen.
Sheng Nan continued, "The second owner was so frightened upon hearing this that he couldn't eat for days. He then sold the villa to the third owner for eight million yuan."
"The third owner's name was Wu Mian. He's a martial arts expert. Have you heard of the Wu Family Boxing Gym? It's his."
"Wu Mian didn't believe in ghosts or perhaps had great confidence in his own abilities. He moved into the villa the same night he bought it, and the result was..."
"That same night, he crawled out of the villa screaming, reportedly falling gravely ill afterward."
"Some people asked him what happened that night."
"But he remained tight-lipped and never revealed the details of that night!"
Chen Nan asked, "Is that house for sale?"
"Ah?" Sheng Nan looked bewildered. "You... what do you mean? You're not thinking of buying this villa, are you?"
"If Wu Mian is selling, I don't mind buying it!" Chen Nan said with a smile as he lit a cigarette.
Based on the current information, he could conclude that Villa 95 was definitely a haunted house; otherwise, so many strange and bizarre incidents wouldn't have occurred. A normal person would surely hesitate to buy it. But he was different! He was a cultivator in the Qi Refining stage. If there were no ghosts, so be it. Even if there were, he could treat them as pets.
Sheng Nan quickly advised, "Mr. Chen, you should reconsider. After all, there are precedents. There's no need to buy this house."
Chen Nan stated, "Just tell me if it's for sale or not!"
"Please wait a moment. I'll call Mr. Wu right away." Sheng Nan hurried aside and dialed Wu Mian's number. "Mr. Wu, a gentleman is interested in your villa in the Half-Mountain Villa district and is inquiring if you are willing to sell?"
Wu Mian exclaimed, "Holy crap, which idiot would be interested in that villa?"
Sheng Nan was suddenly at a loss for words... Is he calling himself an idiot... or Mr. Chen an idiot?
Wu Mian seemed to realize his words were inappropriate and cleared his throat. "I mean, who has such discerning taste to be interested in my villa? It's obvious he must be a dashing fellow!"
Sheng Nan asked, "He asked me to inquire if you are willing to sell the villa? And at what price?"
Wu Mian said, "Did you tell him what happened in the house?"
Sheng Nan replied, "Yes, I did."
"If he wants to buy it, five million yuan!" Wu Mian sighed. Selling the villa he bought for eight million at a loss of three million, he truly didn't want to sell it unless absolutely necessary.
Sheng Nan was about to speak when she saw Chen Nan holding up three fingers, clearly indicating his desire to purchase the villa for three million yuan.
She said, "Mr. Wu, the other party has only offered a price of three million yuan!"
Wu Mian gasped. "Three million? That's too harsh!"
Sheng Nan politely asked, "Then are you not considering selling?"
"Sell? Why wouldn't I sell? It's rare to find a sucker. Three million it is." Wu Mian agreed without a second thought. Not to mention three million, he wouldn't have refused even one million.
"Okay, please give me a bank account number, and I'll have Mr. Chen transfer the funds. Tomorrow, I'll help you two with the title transfer procedures!"
After hanging up, Sheng Nan walked over and smiled. "The other party has agreed to sell Villa 95 to you for three million yuan!"
Chen Nan was overjoyed and full of anticipation. "Let's go, take me to see that haunted... mansion!"