Chapter 97: Ninety-six, settle accounts
The process of buying the house went very smoothly. In those days, there was no real estate certificate, so as long as both parties reached an agreement and registered it at the Public Security Office, that was all it took.
When the old man returned to the house in Black Clothes Alley, he walked into the house and came back out carrying a box, "Girl, from now on, this house and everything in it is yours. I hope you will protect them well."
"Don’t worry, Grandpa Ning! I will definitely protect them," Luo Shu nodded and promised. Old people tend to be sentimental, and perhaps every plant and tree in the house could stir up their memories.
"Alright, I won’t say much more. We’ll meet again if it’s meant to be," Ning Moyao said with a smile, waving at Luo Shu as he carried the box and walked away.
"Let me see you out, Grandpa Ning," Luo Shu stepped forward and reached out to take the box from Ning Moyao’s hands. The moment she took the box, she hesitated and inadvertently let the box fall to the ground. The box, seemingly not heavy, actually weighed about four to five hundred pounds.
Looking at Ning Moyao in surprise, she knew he was not an ordinary person, but she hadn’t expected him to be an Ancient Martial Artist. With the weight of the box, no one but an Ancient Martial Artist could lift it, much less carry it with such ease as he did.
Ning Moyao smiled and picked up the box from the ground, "Girl, there are many things in this world that you cannot imagine right now. But I believe that one day, you too will reach that level." When he had first met her, he had sensed that she was extraordinary, and she also had the surname Luo.
Looking at the box, Luo Shu apologized, "I am very sorry, Grandpa Ning! I hope nothing inside got damaged?"