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 was pale and drenched in

mom…help me!” cried

in a daze, not knowing whether he was still Michael

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

a rare sight to see her in such a state as Mrs.

out

them quietly as the

heartbroken and

may not be a good person, but she still treated her

she did not get a divorce because of

him without

gosh, you sure did a number on the kid, Michael! The kid’s scared shitless. Tsk

quietly, “Don’t you

Peter a

kept quiet as he drifted away without even looking

said flatly, “Let’s go, we need

gone after

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

rubbed her chin and muttered, “Me

Isabella’s mother and Charlotte’s father were acting strange, so she

said that he had been thinking

harem spirit was expecting Isabella’s mother to give him an earful, instead,

actions caught the harem

her own lustfulness had begun affecting others

harem spirit quickly left without

did not expect the two of them to keep

agreed to a date at night over milk

Wait for me, Harem. Aren’t you going to stay on and see what happens next while eating

overheard the two secretly planning a

rolled her eyes and said, “Let’s just go, there’s nothing