"I'll take it." Ye Hao nodded and said.
"Great, great, I'll immediately prepare the property documents and contact the lawyer to come over." The elderly man in his seventies said excitedly, but he felt a bit worried inside because there was another group of people watching fiercely from the side, and he was afraid they would obstruct the sale.
"Hold on."
Sure enough, the old man sighed to himself, it seems selling the house smoothly today would be difficult.
The old man had witnessed Ye Hao's confrontation with that young man earlier. Ye Hao might be a bit stronger, but that was only temporary, because when Ye Hao repelled the young man, the young man's footsteps were steady, and his breathing wasn't erratic. In a prolonged fight, Ye Hao might not be a match for the young man.
