After hearing Wang Hao's words, Fang Huai De was instantly overjoyed and hurriedly exclaimed, "Little Haozi, you are saying that this place is a Feng Shui treasure? Would it be good then if I build my future grave here?"
After all, he was getting on in years, and the older generation cared most about this. It was absolutely impossible to just find a public cemetery for burial…
"Currently, it's hard to say," Wang Hao looked around, then frowned and said, "Originally, this place was indeed a treasure land of Feng Shui, an excellent choice whether for Yang Mansion or graves, but something feels wrong here."
Normally, such a promising Feng Shui treasure should not have any major issues, yet Wang Hao had found several abnormalities at least!
"Ah? Something is wrong?!" Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback.
