Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Unable to bear it any longer, Peter put down his cutlery and went to his room. His parents were so busy arguing that they failed to notice anything wrong with him.

Later on, he was in so much pain that he could not even speak. Peter eventually passed out, just to wake out to the sounds of intense argument again.

Through the door, he could hear his parents in a heated exchange.

“Dad…mom…help…”

“Help me…call the ambulance…dad…”

“Mom…”

He mustered all of his strength but he could only whisper those final words.

No one heard him.

In his world, no one could hear him despite his desperate screams

Just like that, he died from the excruciating pain of an internal haemorrhage.

It hurt…It really hurt!!

Peter woke up with tears streaming down his face. He then curled up on the ground and started bawling his eyes out.

The weakling spirit shook his head as he backed away from Peter. He then silently looked on at the figure on the ground.

“Enjoy…little brat.” murmured the spirit as he turned around to leave.

Up until that moment, the unlucky ghost had been toying with Mrs. Szell and making her a fool in front of the other parents. She tripped over numerous random things so many times that her face was bruised, and she was covered in chalk dust and water.

When Mrs. Szell heard the commotion, she immediately ran over to look for Peter.

“Peter?! What happened to you?” yelled a shocked Mrs. Szell as she frantically cradled him.

“Are you hurt? What happened? Tell me!”

bawl. His face was pale and

mom…help me!” cried

still in a daze, not knowing whether he was

was consumed by the fear, outrage, and pain that he experienced earlier that he could not distinguish between illusion and

own son in such a state, Mrs. Szell was genuinely terrified. It was a rare sight to see her in such a state as Mrs. Szell had perfected the art

out while

weakling spirit just stood there watching them quietly

heartbroken

Szell may not be a good person,

mother claimed that she did not get a divorce because

unlucky ghost appeared beside him without him noticing and yelped

sure did a number on the kid, Michael! The kid’s

asked quietly, “Don’t you think you went

wanted to teach Peter a lesson,

quiet as he drifted away

“Let’s go, we need to

after he

going back already? But I’m not done enjoying myself yet.” exclaimed

rubbed her chin and muttered,

noticed Isabella’s mother and Charlotte’s father were acting strange, so she decided to shadow them

actually confessed his love for her! He said that he had been thinking of her nonstop ever since

mother to give him an

caught the harem spirit

her own lustfulness had

quickly left without doing

of them to keep exchanging flirtatious glances

they agreed to a date at night

harem spirit, asking, “Oh? Wait for me, Harem. Aren’t you going to stay on and see what happens next while

two

said, “Let’s just go, there’s nothing to see here. You don’t want