After learning the relevant details, Fu Hua accepted the carp and casually thanked him. She felt that the storm from two days ago might not have been an ordinary natural phenomenon.
Could it have been related to this little carp, burdened with such heavy karma?
"Oh, right. I heard that someone seemed to have heard a dragon's roar in the storm... I don't know whether it was real or not."
Perhaps because she counted as a major customer, the old man added that.
"A dragon's roar..."
At that, Fu Hua paused for a moment before continuing on her way.
"Please take a look, Daoist. This is the property I mentioned. When this manor was being renovated, Old Master Wang personally oversaw it. He put a great deal of effort into it, spent quite a lot..."
"Let's go inside and take a look first!"
A real estate broker led Fu Hua to the entrance of a small manor and introduced the property before her. Such brokers were also called intermediaries or agents. In ancient times, they acted as middlemen in all sorts of commerce, bringing buyers and sellers together, facilitating transactions, and collecting commissions.
Fu Hua held the carp in one hand and a paper umbrella in the other. Although it was not raining... the sun was still quite strong.
"Let's take a look inside!"
Fu Hua nodded casually. She did not have particularly high standards for a place to stay; it was only temporary lodging...
If staying at an inn were suitable right now, she would not have wanted to buy a house at all.
Still... this manor was fairly satisfactory to Fu Hua. Though someone had died here, it made no difference to her. Even if there were ghosts or monsters, they would be the unlucky ones.
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