Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 844 Polly’s Keen Eye

The cats who had not tasted the goat milk stared at the empty cans left behind by His Highness.

Their minds were blank, and they were genuinely curious about the taste of the goat milk.

Unexpectedly, the black cat responded coldly, “Are you mocking me?”

The uneducated cat furrowed its brows and quickly straightened up, saying, “Your Highness, I would never dare!”

The black cat gazed at Lilly’s retreating figure. After a while, it picked up the empty goat milk can, shook it, and they can vanished.

In a short while, it disappeared completely.

The uneducated cat pursed its lips and mumbled, “His Highness is so stingy!”

It could not believe that the black cat took the can away and stored it for himself.

Another cat nearby gave it a blank look and retorted, “What, do you want to lick the empty can?”

Look at how worthless you are!

The cat involuntarily licked the corner of its mouth, then quickly caught up with His Highness.

Lilly took the map and immediately summoned the ghosts once again.

This time, Lisa did not come along. Lilly had decided to leave Lisa in the human world so that she could! assist her brother in capturing the head ghost.

Little did she know, her Aunt Lisa had been called away by Anthony, leaving her two brothers to catch ghosts on their own.

Regardless, they both had amulets and bracelets on them. Anthony believed there was no danger, so he allowed them to handle it themselves as a form of exercise.

including Polly, not to mention the

pond, forming a circle with the

ghost stared at the map

It was divided into various regions, with Ghost Town

look at. If it weren’t for the black cat’s

need to zoom in on this map,” the harem spirit said, approaching with astonishment. “Absolutely, at first glance, this map appears ordinary, but

immediately pressed her face against

smallest font thinner than an ant’s leg hair. Although she could not see clearly, she could vaguely make out some landmarks around the Ghost

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focused on the point that marked

From a distance, it seemed like a single font, but upon closer inspection, she discovered

“written” by the Thirteen Stations of the Underworld, showcasing

Hellhound Ridge, Golden Ridge… Prosper

that Prosper City had ten halls of the Ruler of Hell. The Palace of the Ruler of Hell stood at the

ordinary ghosts who had died and not yet been reincarnated resided. It was akin to prefecture–level cities beneath the municipalities, a

strain on her eyes and tears

in on it like a picture on a

Trying to examine a minuscule area was like staring at an ant, requiring

eyes. “Not only are our

our naked eyes. The person who created this map must not have used a regular

I had

its head and approaching with

it exclaimed, holding something in its beak. “This, this,

Its

eyes

acted as magnifying glasses!

were different from human