"Exactly! It was all made up and spread around online. Just rumors. Don't you believe it."
Feng Yang and his brother exchanged a glance. They could understand the residents' concerns. After all, a murder house was the landlord family's problem, but if the place was haunted, with modern people's imaginations, it could very well affect property prices throughout the entire complex. Since it concerned everyone's personal interests, naturally no one wanted to speak carelessly.
Feng Yang smiled. "Is that so? It'd be best if it really isn't haunted. To be honest, my brother and I came here this time to see whether there were any suitable properties nearby. I'll be attending X University soon, and my brother will be reporting to the police station. Our parents want to buy us a house near the school so it'll be convenient for us to live together. My brother and I have been looking around all morning, and we liked your complex best. The landscaping is nice, and all the uncles and aunties are so kind. If there's nothing wrong with the house, we'll buy it."
As he spoke, Feng Yang turned to the elderly men and women who had been the most vocal earlier and asked again, "There's really nothing wrong with that house, right?"
"Well..." The group of elderly residents exchanged awkward glances.
People were like that. For their own benefit, they could make all sorts of calculations. Sometimes, even when infringing upon someone else's interests, they could still righteously argue that "every man for himself, or Heaven and Earth will destroy him." But if you placed them on moral high ground, then acted close and trusting toward them, they would feel obligated to repay that trust. In matters that did not cost them much, they would be willing to lend