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.

Lilly and her companions, including Polly, not

a circle with the map spread

cowardly ghost stared at the map

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

the markings was overwhelming, almost intimidating to look at. If it weren’t for the black cat’s guidance on the location of

with astonishment. “Absolutely,

pressed her face against

detailed, with the smallest font thinner than an

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gaze and focused on

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

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

Outlook Tower, Hellhound Ridge, Golden

could discern that Prosper City had ten halls of the Ruler of Hell. The Palace of the

Ghost Palace, where ordinary ghosts who had died and not yet been reincarnated resided. It was akin to prefecture–level cities beneath the municipalities, a vast expanse divided into hundreds

on her eyes

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

of a 40–inch desk. Trying to examine a minuscule area was like staring at an ant, requiring close scrutiny to

“Not only are our eyes strained, but our souls

shouldn’t be viewed with our naked eyes.

wish I had a

tilting its head and approaching with

have a magnifying glass, I have a magnifying glass!” it exclaimed, holding something in its beak. “This, this, this!

Its

eyes

acted as magnifying glasses!

eyes were different from

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