Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 170 Going The Extra Mile For Clout

Blake sat on the sofa, Lilly squatting in front of him to inspect his foot.

All that could be seen was the purple-green handprint on his ankle had only deepened, as if it was rotting.

Lilly took out the paper amulet and set it on fire. She then filled up half a bucket of water, scattering the ashes into the water and stirring everything together with the wooden sword.

She picked up Blake’s foot, submerging it into the bucket as she washed it with the amulet water. “O’ stinky foot, O’ Daddy’s stinky foot, it’s so stinky and stinks everywhere..”

Blake chuckled lightly.

His feet did not stink!

As the water splashed onto the purple-green handprint, Blake felt a slight stinging pain on his foot as the handprint on his ankle began to fade.

Within no time, the bucket of water had turned black.

“Whoa, this is a big one!” Lilly exclaimed. “You didn’t get pulled down, Dad! You’re awesome!”

Blake was speechless.

He did not know if his darling girl was praising him, or the demon that had tried to harm him.

Lilly headed for the bathroom with the bucket, pouring the water down the toilet. After flushing it down, she filled another half-bucket of water.

After repeating this twice, Blake’s foot finally went back to normal. Lilly took off the robe she was wearing, and tied it to his feet.

Blake took in the sight of his busy little bee. The kid meant serious business, diligent in washing his feet and wiping them dry with the robe.

A strange emotion rose in his chest— he was touched. He had never thought that he would have such a caring, kind daughter one day.

“All done!” Lilly clapped her hands. “You can’t take the robe off all night, Dad.”

Blake nodded, reaching out and hoisting Lilly into his lap. “Thank you, Lilly. That looked hard.”

Lilly hugged Blake’s neck, planting a slobbery kiss on his cheek. “Don’t worry about it!”

Her tone was soft, her eyes big and black as they blinked.

bouncing up and down

Daddy! Let’s lie down!” she

to himself, getting up and

while, raising them into the air and catching her

doing this for a while, Blake turned around and

a blanket over her, tapping her on the nose. “Goodnight, my

the three girls drowning in the river had become a hot topic online overnight,

the river to save them.

and body cannot be found, mother curses rescuer, “You should be

them missing. Mother screams at rescuer,

a flock of onlookers. They all seemed to be

incident’s popularity and putting it on

gain popularity, saw this

commentating on the matter, criticizing the

about this. He was no

other videos, but they never passed a thousand. The playback

He hadn’t done more.

an idea came to him. “I

made a burner account, posting a comment in support

why didn’t you save the remaining one? You should have saved all of them! Do you

shouldn’t have bothered trying to be the hero if you’re incompetent!

and he was instantly met with countless

a scumbag!

their butts, but you seem to sh*t out of your

have no words. How do people

at the amount

blind to whether the comments were positive or negative. Traction

agitated people got,

Harvard realized that

last night, but only two of them were rescued— and a male

third girl seemed to have vanished

river and livestreaming their attempts to find

think twice. He packed up his gear, setting out for the river as

was surrounded by onlookers, and many creators were