Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

The head hovered on the verge of oblivion, on the brink of dissipating completely, but it was struck with the frying pan once again.

Silence enveloped the surroundings for a long moment.

However, the truth talisman remained firmly attached to the head. As long as even a trace of lingering resentment remained, it compelled the head to continue divulging its dark secrets.

“I asked that woman to help me take the photos. Each photo cost a dollar,” it confessed.

Naturally, the price would increase if the scope of the request expanded.

Every day, without fail, he would spend one or two hundred dollars purchasing photos from that woman.

But gradually, he was no longer satisfied.

“One day, I encountered a young boy from my neighborhood who had just returned home from school…”

“I knew him well. I had been observing him for quite some time. His parents were always occupied, and on certain days, they would drop him off at the community gate before rushing off to work overtime.”

On that particular day, the little boy walked home alone, holding two buns.

Hex guessed that those two buns would serve as his dinner for the night.

There was no one else in his family—no grandparents or relatives who could pick him up. If there were, surely they would have been there for him.

“So, I gathered my courage and approached him,” the head continued.

“Children are easily swayed. I told him I was his neighbor, expressing concern about his busy parents. How could it be alright for him to have buns for dinner? I invited him to my house for dinner, promising that I had Ultraman there…”

In this way, the child was lured away.

Of course, the child was not spared.

“I didn’t kill him in the end,” the head claimed. A tinge of regret seeped into its voice, “I merely threatened him, warning him not to tell anything to his parents. I made it clear that if he did, I would subject him to the same treatment next time.”

Josh tightened his grip on the frying pan, and once again smacked it with a resounding impact.

This time, the ghost head let out a puff of air, unable to maintain its form, and dispersed into a cloud of black mist.

“Even if he didn’t tell his parents, you would have treated him the same way next time!”

This is madness!

happened once, it would happen again, there were no signs of

silent for a moment, then spoke with a bitter

returned home, his

were so preoccupied and neglectful, as long as the child remained silent, the adults would remain unaware of

the boy’s parents discovered the truth

night, the boy’s father beat him up

Did you board before or after your death? And how did you pass

with the

Josh was momentarily speechless…

him too

be enough to uncover the identity of the murderer and unravel the circumstances

death was somewhat deserved, but unfortunately, the boy’s father would now face charges of

the father had been tirelessly working all along, simply striving to provide a better environment for

had ended

too much force earlier, his legs gave way, causing him

fatigue had

of empathy washed over Josh as he understood Lilly’s emotions and the difficulties she

hands trembled uncontrollably, causing the frying pan to slip from his grip and fall to the

Drake reached for Josh’s schoolbag, collecting the scattered nets and carefully folding them before placing them inside

the other items strewn about, moving slowly,

Josh’s hands were still

upon seeing this, remembered something, and swiftly retrieved

Drake said, unscrewing

was the water from the ice pond that their sister had given

felt purer than any filtered or sterilized water in the

Lilly drinking it, Josh could

water dispelled the weariness of

the sensation of inexhaustible strength coursing through his body, urging him to

water and

Beyond the woods…

setting up cartoons for her,

watch the cartoons without wandering

enveloped Alban’s arm, prompting him to halt as he

the dark aura on his arm; otherwise,