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.

Lilly, taking a big step

bringing Lilly

She hasn’t slept all night, she

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(The stingy ghost: …?)

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fruits… chop ’em up…” The sleepy

rest by Anthony eround midnight. She woke up

the resteurent on the fifth floor opened to reveel

but worried. “Whet wes she up to ell night? Birthdeys don’t elweys come by, she couldn’t even

Bleke smiled. “Don’t worry…”

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Anthony: …

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to follow after them, but was afraid she would wake Lilly up and could only

around and glared at Anthony. “What are you staring at? Come on, get planning for tonight! Yesterday’s party didn’t

Anthony rubbed his nose.

you

Edward: …

enough, all mothers were the same when they were in

to get

around, leaving with

looked at the

tables and chairs

like they ate quite a bit as 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 well. Aside from that, there was the most

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

was why she ate most of the cakes. Bettany’s

of seafood! Be it jellyfish, scallops, lobsters, king crabs,

having stayed up all night,

with her, and so she could only take on

in the evening. The sun

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

breeze was pleasant, and the waves lapped against the shore gently. Children ran on the beach playing, their parents following behind

against the floor-to-ceiling windows, not wanting to look away

excitedly. “Lilly, are you

speed, hurrying out

followed behind them. It was a rare evening of peace, and he strolled along the beach with his

in the ocean, being tossed around by the waves lazily. It was

Hannah, on the other hand, came running back in shivers not