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Upon Pingbo's conclusion, the other elders chimed in with their persuasion, clearly all acting out of concern for Nancy's well-being.

"Yes, nowadays, most of the residents in the building have moved out. There's hardly any sense of community left inside."

"Times have changed, and the building has been home for decades. People are reluctant to move, but there's no alternative."

Give serious thought to Uncle's words and consider moving out with Little Baozi.

Conaney shook her head, setting down the sugary drink with a troubled expression. "Uncles, you know it's impossible for me to move."

When Kang's father had purchased the suite with the young Nancy in tow, it had become the backdrop of all her memories, encapsulating not just her childhood but also the warmth of family life.

There was no way she could ever leave the Garden Building.

Peng Bo sighed. "It's been so many years since your father passed. You should try to let go."

"Nancy," she replied with a helpless smile, "I have let go. Now, I merely seek solace in familiar surroundings. I've grown up, and I want Little Bun to grow up in this place too."

"In that case, we won't disturb you further. If you feel uncomfortable, do go out for a walk."

After the uncles finished speaking, they left Temple Street.

Chu Yuening found it odd. There was likely an issue with the feng shui in Nancy's house.

But if one unit had a problem, why would so many units have issues at the same time?

"Sister Nancy, could you give me a detailed account of the situation in the building?"

Nancy's expression turned more serious as she sidestepped the question. "Miss Chu, have you heard of the Glory Real Estate Company?"

Chu Yuening had some recollection of the company. "Seems quite famous? I've seen it mentioned in newspapers before."

"Famous, but not for anything good," Nancy said with a cold smile. "Glory Real Estate is notorious for forcing sales and using any means necessary to achieve their goals."

"Half a year ago, they wanted to acquire Garden Building. Most of the residents there have lived there for decades and have a deep attachment to the place. They refused to sell at market price. They resorted to intimidation tactics and even hung a dog at the entrance to scare us away."

"Everyone stood their ground, and Glory Real Estate employed other schemes, all of which were foiled. Eventually, they vanished from the scene."

"I thought that incident would just fade away, but not long ago, the Glory Real Estate came up again to discuss the acquisition. Everyone was still unwilling, and this time, things took a turn for the worse."

"First, Uncle Cao fell down the staircase, then Grandma Xiang suddenly lost her sight, followed by Uncle Ping's angina attacks, and I started having nightmares frequently. We're all living in constant fear, our minds in a daze every day. It's as if everything is happening all at once."

Chu Yuening rested her fair hand on her chin, deep in thought. "It must be an issue with the feng shui."

But she would need to see the site to determine exactly what the problem was.

"Feng shui issues?" Nancy seemed enlightened, as if a lightbulb had gone off in her head. "Yes, that could explain all these abnormalities."

Recalling Chu Yuening's supernatural abilities, Nancy's gloomy mood lifted like clouds parting, and she found a solution to their problems.

"Yuening, do you know when you might have time to come over and take a look at the building's feng shui?"

Chu Yuening pondered for a moment before replying, "Give me the location of Garden Tower, and I'll find a time to visit."

Without hesitation, Nancy rummaged through her bag for paper and a pen, jotting down the address and the building's telephone number. Handing them over, she said solemnly, "I'm counting on you."

Nancy Kang truly didn't want to leave the Garden Building.

"Thank you." Chu Yuening took the paper with a smile. Before she could put it in her pocket, a gust of force brushed past her. She nimbly dodged, but the paper flew into the air.

With a fake smile, the man called Mountain Cat wore a denim jacket slung over his shoulder and flip-flops on his feet as he led a few others, toppling the egg tart stall along the way.

He kicked the cart over, arrogantly giving himself a thumbs up.

"Sugar Water Girl, I warned you. Cross my path, and you'll pay every penny!"

As he spoke, the gang members started smashing and thrashing the neighboring stalls. The terrified cries of the vendors echoed around them.

Chapter 48

The note with the address spun mid-air for a full revolution and then fluttered down.

Chu Yuening reached out.

The paper landed in her fair palm, and she neatly folded it before slipping it into her pocket.

When Kang Nancy witnessed the stall being vandalized, her delicate brows knitted together as she attempted to intervene. "Who are you people? To brazenly cause trouble in broad daylight, aren't you afraid of the police?"

"Beautiful lady, I advise you not to meddle in others' affairs," said Wildcat, crushing a fallen egg tart under his foot. The creamy filling splattered across the ground as he sneered menacingly.

"Otherwise, you won't even know how you'll end up."

Chu Yuening intercepted Lin Jiahua with a subtle glance.

Of course, Lin Jiahua understood her friend's intentions and promptly pulled Kang Nancy away before she could speak.

Chu Yuening then turned her gaze to the arrogant Wildcat. Upon noticing the intertwined black and red aura between his eyebrows, she also glanced at the sky.

"You'd better leave now."

"Ha ha ha ha..."

As soon as Chu Yuening finished speaking, Wildcat and his cronies burst into mocking laughter, assuming that she was pleading for them to depart out of fear.

Wildcat chuckled derisively. "Sugary girl, if you're scared, kneel down and give Big Brother a few loud kowtows. Then, I might consider sparing you!"

Chu Yuening sighed. "Words of wisdom fall on deaf ears when dealing with the doomed."

Why won't they just listen?

Zeng Fangxin hid in an alley, observing the scene through her camera lens.

The Chu Ji dessert cart lay toppled on the ground, with wooden tables and chairs scattered about, along with a red plastic bag. The barbecued meat stall's offerings had spilled everywhere, and the fish ball stand had been upended, its boiling broth soaking the concrete and releasing a cloud of steam...

"Words of wisdom fall on deaf ears when dealing with the doomed? Could it be that something has happened to Mountain Cat and the others?"