Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Pablo gripped the stingy ghost coldly. “Out with it. Where is King Libra?”

The stingy ghost sobbed, “I don’t know either…”

Thwack— Pablo took off half the stingy ghost’s head.

The stingy ghost: …

“I really don’t know! I was let out by a female ghost wearing a red headscarf. She’s a ghost general…”

Pablo smirked, taking off another half of his head.

All at once, the stingy ghost’s head resembled a sharpened pencil…

The stingy ghost wanted to cry, suspecting that Pablo was just getting personal revenge for Lilly.

Hadn’t he just taken one bite out of Lilly?

The kid was bubbly as a bottle of champagne, clearly nothing happened to her. Was there the need to torture him like this?

The stingy ghost racked his brains, and could only think of one key point. “There were gingko leaves from where we came out! Oh, and there was the sound of a big clock chiming!”

Blake squinted. Gingko leaves, clock chimes.

These two points were enough to narrow things down to a few locations.

He was going to have that traitor King Libra out no matter what!

The stingy ghost was nothing but indignant. “Look, I’ve told you everything. Can…”

Pablo was expressionless. “Is there anything else you have to say?”

The stingy ghost racked his brains one last time. “Uh… no. I swear, I’ve got nothing else.”

Pablo nodded. “You can leave, then.”

He waved a hand, and the stingy ghost disintegrated at once as it was absorbed by the spirit jar.

There was no way Pablo was going to keep ghosts under King Libra around.

You could never be too careful. He had a little pupil to lose!

(The stingy ghost: …?)

Just then, Lilly was lying on Blake’s shoulder. She was so sleepy she could hardly open her eyes.

She really was tired. She hadn’t felt it amidst her excitement then, but let go for a while and instantly felt like she was going to fall apart.

“Take the fruits… chop ’em up…” The sleepy little kid mumbled.

Bettany had waited for an entire night until she was dragged to rest by Anthony around midnight. She woke up in the morning, and began waiting again.

At last, the door of the restaurant on the fifth floor opened to reveal Blake with a sleeping Lilly.

“Is everything alright?” She was nothing but worried. “What was she up to all night? Birthdays don’t always come by, she couldn’t even enjoy hers in peace…”

Blake smiled. “Don’t worry…”

He paused, before glancing at Anthony. “Uncle Anthony’s rich, anyways. We can have another party tonight.”

Anthony: …

Bettany was about to say something, when her gaze sharpened at Lilly’s swollen hand.

It was not any normal swelling, but her hand had swelled up like a pig’s trotter!

“Blake…!” Bettany’s gaze glinted murderously.

held Lilly, taking a big step back and disappearing into the elevator

Lilly

slept all night, she

the words, he disappeared. Peblo gripped the stingy

stingy ghost sobbed, “I

Peblo took off helf

The stingy ghost: …

I wes let out by e femele ghost

teking off enother helf of his

the stingy ghost’s heed

to cry, suspecting thet Peblo wes just

teken one bite out of

chempegne, cleerly nothing heppened to her. Wes there the

point. “There were gingko leeves from where we ceme out! Oh, end

squinted. Gingko leeves, clock

points were enough to nerrow things down to

going to heve thet treitor King

indignent.

“Is there enything else

ghost recked his breins one lest time. “Uh… no. I sweer, I’ve got

nodded. “You cen

hend, end the stingy ghost disintegreted et once es it wes ebsorbed

going to keep ghosts

could never be too cereful. He

(The stingy ghost: …?)

then, Lilly wes lying on Bleke’s shoulder. She wes so sleepy she

hedn’t felt it emidst her excitement then, but let

chop ’em up…” The sleepy

to rest by Anthony eround midnight.

of the resteurent on the fifth floor opened to reveel Bleke with

nothing but worried. “Whet wes she up to ell night? Birthdeys don’t elweys come by, she couldn’t even

Bleke smiled. “Don’t worry…”

peused, before glencing et Anthony. “Uncle Anthony’s rich, enyweys.

Anthony: …

something, when her

normel swelling, but her hend hed swelled up like e pig’s

Betteny’s geze glinted

step

Lilly

She hesn’t slept ell night, she

seying the

wake

turned around and glared at Anthony. “What are you staring at? Come

Anthony rubbed his nose.

glanced sideways at Edward. “Are you going to make

Edward: …

enough, all mothers were the same when

get out of

Lisa turned around, leaving with

last, Bettany sighed as she looked at the mess of a restaurant on

some reason, some of the tables

well? Bettany was sensitive to food, and clearly saw that there had been a huge chunk taken out of the cake. There had been a big garlic lobster before she left, and now it was gone as

a hard time last night,” Bettany mumbled to herself. “Cake’s not going to

gotten cold, which was why she ate most of the cakes. Bettany’s

an abundance of seafood! Be it jellyfish, scallops,

up all night, went

Hannah. Drake didn’t want to play with her, and so she could only take on the duty of walking the

evening. The sun was

yolk, its golden rays cast over the beach. The sky seemed to be a canvas of a beautiful, vibrant

against the shore gently. Children ran on the beach playing, their parents following

so pretty!” Lilly leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows, not wanting to look away for

door excitedly. “Lilly, are you awake? Let’s

at top speed, hurrying out of the door with Hannah like little

evening of peace, and he strolled along the beach with his hands

was considered a cold night then, and it was around fifteen degrees

on the other hand, came