Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Lilly made a noise of confusion. She looked at her father, then at the harem spirit.

“Dad, why’d you attack Auntie Harem?” she asked.

Blake was calm. “Nothing. Just reminding her to speak politely.”

Lilly was speechless.uhh.

The harem spirit rubbed her head. That was supposed to be a reminder… sure.

All she could do was put on a solemn expression. “And then? I’ll bet you a lollipop that it was definitely your friend who caused your death.”

The rebel ghost opened and closed his mouth, as if he wanted to retaliate but had nothing to say.

“That’s right. I died because of him.”

They had been right. No one would be nice to you out of nowhere, and Hank’s friend was no exception.

He was the head of a small gang, and was trying to rope Hank into joining them.

When he told that to Hank, he did not think much of it.

He even thought of the scenes of honorable, loyal gang members as depicted in the movies, and felt like he was going to be destined for greatness.

But reality was never quite like what the movies made it out to be, and Hank was far from the lead actor.

He was merely a scapegoat.

“One day my friend told me to pack my things up and go with him to make a trade. I immediately felt like the lead role in a gangster movie I saw, young and full of spirit. I felt trusted by my fellow brother, I was so touched.”

He packed up his things at once, and got ready to leave Novak City.

His mother did her best to stop him upon finding out, even getting down on her knees crying as she begged him.

His father, in a fit of anger, picked up a clothes rack and threw it at him. He said that he would rather beat Hank to death than have him start any trouble outside.

about him at all, only worrying that he would

stood up at the end to deliver a monologue to them like in the

for you raising me! I’m disowning you starting from today,

left, never

just to safely deliver his friend’s bag to

the crowd behind him, his friend lowered his cap and turned to leave

trouble. He turned to run instinctively, the

friend got into a car and drove off without

car. Amidst the chaos, his friend drove the car

his head nearly separated from his body. All that was left of his neck was a thin layer of skin, the rest of him a

before closing

said they wouldn’t care about me anymore,

them back. My father, the man who threatened to beat me to a pulp… was held down on the ground, his cheek to the

rebel

to cry and scream for his parents, regretting every stupid mistake he had made. All those threats and taunts he had

late… you only got one chance

rang by his ear, along with all the other emotions overtaking his soul… rage from being betrayed, regret for everything he had done, fear and terror at the very last moments of his life.

how he became the rebel

he was not like the others, and his parents were just too stubborn and close-minded and refused to understand him… only for the joke

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rebel ghost scoffed coldly, turning his head to the side. “What

confused. “What textbooks did you study from? That won’t do, they clearly took important words out! It has to be a

ghost

listening to the ‘ghost story’, the other spirits returned to

are you coming back

arms. “Why should I go back into

“Well, I’ll just have to put you in the palace of

ghost was

have a choice after

spewing a string of curses. The ‘stupid spirit jar’, clearly upset, narrowed its opening as he entered, pinching him

rebel ghost’s head came

cursed even