Upon hearing the other party's words, the group confirmed their suspicions.
The well is fake.
And this aligns with common sense.
"So it really is fake," Zhang Chaoyue chimed in.
"It certainly must be fake. Building a tomb in front of a well is a major taboo; ancient people wouldn't do such a thing," Director Zhou said:
"Moreover, I've heard that the wealthy merchant went to great lengths to make it realistic by adding water inside, but business was bad, and the place was abandoned."
"So that's the case."
"Why are you suddenly interested in that well?" Director Zhou teased:
"People like you should be able to tell at a glance that the well is fake."
Zhang Chaoyue smiled, "We initially thought it was fake too, but we just calculated that the well is more than thirty meters deep, so we're not quite sure."
"Ah? More than thirty meters deep?"
Director Zhou's voice rose:
"Did you really measure it correctly?"
"We're sure. We lowered a rope into the well and measured it."
