Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 309 Locked Inside

The man grabbed Lilly’s arm, his eyes were strangely bright in the dim backlight. His voice was hoarse, cold, and gloomy.

“Hello little girl, what are you looking at? Do you wanna go in?”

He held an empty sack and was about to put it on Lilly’s head.

However, before he could react, he flew out!

With a loud bang, the man slammed into the wall, causing the nearby display cases to shake violently. The impact was so strong that a doll even toppled to the side.

Drake heard this movement as soon as he came in, and subconsciously rushed over to stand in front of Lilly.

Lilly turned around and blinked innocently.

She looked at Drake and thought, “When did Drake come?”

She looked at the person who flew out, “How did he fly out?”

-Drake’s expression was cold, and he asked coldly, “Who are you?!”

The man in the gray overalls struggled to get up, coughing violently as he clutched his knees. A flicker of horror crossed his eyes when he lifted hist gaze.

For a moment, he could not tell whether he was beaten by this little boy, or he was hit by a ghost.

“Who are you?” He asked back.

As Drake stared at him coldly, the man had no choice but to speak up first, “I’m a staff member here…”

His voice was hoarse, resembling the grating sound of a saw, which evoked an indescribable sense of discomfort in those who heard it.

The man looked at Lilly and said again, “I saw her at the door, so I asked her if she wanted to go in,”

Hearing this answer, Drake frowned and became more vigilant.

How could a normal worker ask a child if she wanted to enter the workplace?

He should be telling her to leave immediately.

felt it was indescribably

“Yeah I wanna

as Drake was about to decline and leave, he noticed Lilly sticking by his side once again, shaking his hand in a coaxing manner, “Drake, Lilly wants to go in and have

immediately raised her hands, “Don’t worry Drake, I’ll

Drake was speechless.

Who’s protecting who now?i

finally said, “Just

happily held his hand,

Drake was persuaded by Lilly to follow along, and the worker swiped their

indescribable sense of discomfort. The interior was predominantly adorned in black, with

“clay” appeared lifeless, while nearby, a workbench dedicated to doll–making caught their attention. A ball–jointed doll artist was hunched over, fully focused. on delicately

fragments–single joints, hands, and skulls–each incredibly realistic. If these parts were not reduced in

and Lilly, there were only three

a strong sense of danger washed over him at that

said in a low voice, “Lilly, let’s

“Lilly?”

head abruptly and

that Lilly was squatting not far away in

asked curiously, “Is

member

the man before him wore an

and strangely, dragging a sack

a wooden box on the next table. With a small spoon, he carefully added a measured

was very cautious when he measured the content

wooden box.

at the

“These are human ashes,

a halt, while the clay

doll maker in the distance moved their hands in a twisted manner,

toward the doll’s mouth, and the doll quickly absorbed

looked at Lilly, “What are you talking about little girl?

her head and smiled, “Oh,,so that’s the case,

innocent remark from a child,

Lilly and said, “We’re

said, “We don’t often have visitors in the workshop. Are you here to customize dolls? Let me

refused, “There’s no