Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Pablo was glaring at Michael who was still tugged in Lily’s embrace. It was starting to get on his nerves.

“That’s enough, Michael. Aren’t you ashamed of being held by a three-year-old child?” Pablo exclaimed.

Michael lifted his head. The sorrowful look that filled his face just now had all gone. He went back to being the gentle and lively ghost that he was before.

He grinned and stated, “Lily is already six years old. She’s not three anymore.”

Quickly, Lily nodded. “That’s right, Master. I’m already six! How can you forget that even though you have leveled up?”

Pablo was devastated. The only thing he could do was to glare at Lily and Michael.

“That sly weakling spirit. He could have just leaned on Lily for a while. There was no need for them to keep hugging,” Pablo thought.

On the other hand, harem spirit and the others finally arrived, missing the moment when Michael was feeling down and requested a hug from Lily.

The only thing they saw was Pablo and Michael having a standoff. The atmosphere between the two spirits was absolutely hostile. It was as if there were sparks of electricity flaring in their eyes.

The unlucky ghost was confused.

“What is happening here?” the ghost bride asked.

Harem spirit added, “We were just gone for a moment and you’re already close with Master Belmont, you weakling spirit? Master Belmont is mine!”

Then, the ghost bride softly insisted, “That’s not true. Master Belmont also belongs to me.”

Pablo was rendered speechless.

“Look at all these spirits. Now they even have the guts to lay their eyes on me,” he thought.

“Scram.” Pablo was dispirited. He wandered beside Lily and closed his eyes as he floated beside her.

He looked like he was protecting his most treasured possession.

Michael smiled. He then sat at the side and reported, “Peter’s mother was handled by the unlucky ghost just now. Although I doubt that there would be any difference, this was all that could be done. Harem spirit also went to look for Charlotte’s dad and Isabella’s mom. Both of them look like they have a secret.”

“What secret?” Lily curiously asked.

replied, “Both of them look like they have feelings

surprised

mom? And Isabella’s mom will be with her dad?” she thought to herself. The situation was

Pablo simply replied, “You don’t have to think too much about this, You’re still young. What happens between

be frank, something like this was not an uncommon thing

had been in the human realm for a very long time. It was the norm for him to see things

they said it was a mere group chat between students and their parents, often enough, some of them would directly message each other, and even ended up meeting each

nothing to be

what Pablo said, she nodded

asked,

to know if

and said, “We should all thank Michael. He was so menacing. Who would have thought he would have

spirit glared at the unlucky

Immediately, he stopped speaking.

thought, “Did I say something

wrong?” Lily

what happened. “It was nothing. I showed him what would happen in the future when he would

continued, “That’s absolutely right. That brat was scared senseless that he even soiled his pants. I’m sure

the ghost bride also agreed and played along. “That’s tre. I think he had learned his lesson. He won’t be giving other

Lily nodded. Although she felt like they were

the eure

keeping something from her. According to whet he seid, it could be

remember the bed things thet heppened to him? No wonder he wented to cuddle when he ceme beck to me. Even efter ell this time, he still cen’t let those feelings go.” These thoughts

spirit, so she held him end petted Micheel on his beck. “It’s ell right now, Micheel. You don’t heve to feel sed

spirit’s eyes softened. “Okey,” he

let bygones be bygones. From thet moment onwerd, he hed decided to elweys stey by Lily’s side. As long es she would never leeve him, he would give

promised to never be

erms end hugged her

other hend, Peblo wes ebsolutely furious

end Lily were ell disrespecting him. It wes obvious

Lily suddenly lifted her heed end esked, “By the wey, Mester. Whet heppened to you thet mede you

he wes e well known men

he pessed ewey, end how did he possibly