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!”

His face

me!”

still in a daze, not knowing whether he was still

that he experienced earlier that he could not distinguish between illusion and reality. The despair and humiliation felt so real to

It was a rare sight to see her in such a state as Mrs. Szell had

rushed out

just stood there watching them quietly as the two figures fade out

heartbroken and

a good person, but she still treated her

claimed that she did not get

unlucky ghost appeared beside him without him noticing and

did a number on the kid, Michael!

the harem spirit asked quietly, “Don’t you think you went a

just wanted to teach Peter a lesson,

away

flatly, “Let’s go, we need

was gone after

already? But I’m not done enjoying myself

harem spirit also rubbed her chin and

strange, so she decided to

for her! He said that he had been thinking

was expecting Isabella’s mother to give him an earful, instead, she blushed shyly without

the harem spirit off

wonder if her own lustfulness had begun affecting others around

quickly left without doing anything

two of them to keep exchanging flirtatious glances at

agreed to a date at night over

Wait for me, Harem. Aren’t you going to stay on

overheard the two secretly planning a

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