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.

her companions, including Polly, not to

a circle with the map spread out

at the map

of the entire Earth. It was divided into various regions, with

for the black cat’s guidance on the location of the Ghost Abyss earlier, they would have had to search for

spirit said, approaching with

pressed her face

intricately detailed, with the smallest font thinner than an ant’s leg hair. Although she

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focused on the

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

these characters were “written” by the Thirteen Stations of the Underworld, showcasing

Outlook Tower, Hellhound Ridge, Golden

the Ruler of Hell. The Palace of the Ruler of Hell stood at the center, occupying the largest area, while the other

Palace, where 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 welled up

would be great if we could zoom in on it like a picture on

only about the size of a 40–inch desk. Trying to examine a minuscule area was like staring at an ant, requiring close scrutiny to discern the detailed map

“Not only are our eyes strained, but

be viewed with our naked eyes. The person who created this

I had a magnifying glass

Lilly’s shoulder, tilting its head and

magnifying glass, I have a magnifying glass!” it exclaimed, holding

Its

eyes

acted as magnifying glasses!

were different from