Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 389 Her Great Ambition

As the night grew deeper, it was the perfect time for some people to get started with their business.

After the amusement park had closed for the day, Grace managed to sneak into the park to check out the haunted house.

The young girl had a deep frown on her forehead as soon as she finished looking around the place.

Again?! There’s nothing in this place too!!

Grace’s hands balled into fists.

I’ve only managed to capture those two resentful spirits previously.

The Bedlam Asylum and this haunted house were a complete hotch.

I’ve noticed that I’m different from the other kids from a young age. I could understand things like a normal adult would even when I was still a baby who needed milk and diapers.

Around the age of three, I had a strange dream. I’ve been tasked with the mission of catching ghosts in the realm of the living. Also, I have to collect various types of tears before I reach the age of eighteen. For instance, the tear of remorse, the tear of resentment, the tear of sorrow, and many more.

However, I’ve only managed to collect the tears of remorse and resentment up to this point. Then, things started to go awry recently. I couldn’t catch any ghosts at the site where I was supposed to find one. Or the ghost didn’t have the tears that I needed even when I did catch them….

How am I supposed to hit my KPI if the situation continues to go on like this?

Grace was extremely irked and agitated as she stood inside the quiet and desolate haunted house. She couldn’t help but kick a nearby prop in her frustration

“Gah! I’m so pissed!” Grace would only display her true emotions when she was certain that there was no one around.

Suddenly, Grace picked up the sound of something moving swiftly in the distance. She spotted a figure moving very quickly in the shadows out of the corners of her eyes.

“Who’s there?!” Grace stared hard at the prop column placed not too far away. She dared not bat her eyelids as she focused all of her attention on that corner.

heard a deep voice. “What an interesting young child… Were you born with special

instantaneously. She noticed that the voice was

center of her chest. It was as if a

her heart.

immense pain. Sweat beded her forehead as she clutched at

different direction this time. “Very good. You have promising talents. You

can I ask someone whom I don’t even

1/3

become my master?

in the

out who I am first. Unfortunately, any adult would be able

give you twelve hours grace. I’m the only person in the world who can undo the spell I’ve cast over your heart.

have to die…”

special as you not becoming

finished what they wanted to say,

feel the burning sensation at the center of her

clenched teeth. Eventually, she managed to

something like this was bound

say that the living is much scarier than

tall figure stood quietly in the shadows as

some time since I started heading north from Ashbourne and ended up at this place. On the way, I collected various spirits of the dead and objects to counter

to help increase her luck and charm. Similarly, if someone wishes to secretly get rid of their enemy without leaving any race, I

getting more and more requests and new clints,

a man with exceptional abilities to create paper figures at an abandoned temple. I managed to get him to become my disciple, and I gave him

an important subordinate of mine as he had been helping me grow my wealth by completing the

house for signs of a battle but was to no avail. Then, I chanced

ghosts and spirits lately… Who