1221

Gao Shen, a wealthy young Master with a bit of money, obviously wanted to stay in the main building. He remembered that before his family relocated, the main building was heaven compared to the servant's yard. Looking at the dark front yard, he swallowed his saliva in fear and glanced at Su Qingyue and Xiao Yuchuan's room, as if these two were not afraid of ghosts at all.

He pointed to the room next to theirs, "Clean out the room next door."

"Yes." Gao Jia pushed open the room next to Su Qingyue's. With a creak, dust fell from the doorframe, making him cough violently, "This room... it's been uninhabited for ten years... not to mention the mold, it's very gloomy..."

"Less talk, just clean it up..."

"But, young Master, the bed in the room has collapsed, and there's no bedding, so even if it's cleaned up, no one can sleep there tonight..."

"Go buy some bedding..."