Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

After Lilly left her house, Alban couldn’t hold himself in the same spot, and walked around the perimeter of the Crawford Manor.

Through the iron gate of the back garden, he could vaguely see the old man of the Crawford family, that is Hugh, practicing some Tai Chi. As Alban was just about to turn around and leave, he stopped suddenly, and stared at the ink bamboo painting behind Hugh.

It was something out of the ordinary!

Alban was astonished by what he saw. The painting glistened in fractured rays under the sunlight. The light rays were like layers of magical haloes, shrouding around Hugh’s body.

Hugh, despite his age, was full of energy and had rosy cheeks. That was not normal for the average old man!

Alban pursed his lips. It seemed like this painting was brought back from the underworld by Lilly.

Other people would be afraid of the underworld, but Alban was not one of them. He realized that the underworld is just another realm that was similar to the one he was in, just in a different style. Where Earth of was short of resources, the underworld was abundant of treasures.

Treasures just like this painting. If he could train under its powers, it would make his life so much easier…

Alban clenched his fists, and felt unhealthy thoughts coming to his head. But after thinking about it, his powers were indeed just so, that Lilly was much stronger than him. It was normal for him to feel inferior to her.

And so, with that thought, Alban left.

Instead, he decided to go to Lilly’s school and wait for her there.

She already knew that he was waiting for her. All he had to do was just to express his sincerity.

Lilly went straight to her teacher’s office after getting to school.

the long way round, deliberately passing by

another student inside, paying attention

such competitions. But there was two of them there. It’s not a mystery that Lilly was there as a gilded

if her family was just as rich, she wouldn’t have had to work tirelessly. If only her father wasn’t as

at the Crawford home, she didn’t

hustle since middle school and now in high school, as compared to Lilly who didn’t have to do much but still get the

back to her classroom, laid her head on the table and started to

classmates were perplexed by the sounds of

weekend, everyone went home and told

exact same thing:

to her worryingly and asked: “What’s

said softly:

just feel that

mathematics competition getting ready to leave, and I realized how bad

Cheryl said it as soft as she could, everyone around her

Sheer silence.

It’s for students in the lower grade! All of the participants nationwide are in the third grade

do you want to compare yourself to

participate when we were in third grade! Why didn’t you cry at

I didn’t know that she was this petty. Comparing herself with them and calling

around the room, and into

a burst of anger. “What are all of you doing? We’re supposed to help each other as students! It’s one thing not to comfort Cheryl but making sarcastic

out a cold