Liang Zhaoyi then realized that she had lost her composure earlier. She couldn't cover it up now, so she had to admit, "I've heard of it."
Zhao Yao hurriedly asked, "Then do you know who the owner of the house is?"
Liang Zhaoyi replied with an unchanged expression, "I don't know."
"Mother, do you really not know?" Zhao Yao was a bit skeptical, "Then how do you know about that house? It's very secretive, and many people don't even know it exists."
"I heard about it before I entered the palace. It's rumored to be a haunted house, just like the Pei Mansion." Liang Zhaoyi said very calmly, "It's said that anyone who goes near those two houses becomes unlucky."
Zhao Yao believed Liang Zhaoyi's words, "It's different from the Pei Mansion. It's not a haunted house; it actually has a resident, a middle-aged man."
Liang Zhaoyi nearly lost control of her calm expression upon hearing this.
"Did you go into that house?"
