Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Blake was worried that whoever had been here would come back. After all, this person definitely knew that Emperor Greenbow had left everything here for Lilly.

They also knew that it was not only Emperor Greenbow who had left things behind for Lilly.

These things would only appear in front of Lilly, and the person had somehow gotten this far.

They were going to have to move quickly.

“Let’s go, Lilly!” Blake spoke in a low voice.

Outside the temple, Lilly waved her hands furiously as she took the temple away brick by brick before they left.

Only the base of the scepter was left. Blake peeked inside and saw everything there the way it was: rows of pills, herbs, and other treasures.

Everything was here.

Blake’s chest tightened even more, feeling like danger was close.

He took everything away in one move, with Lilly picking up everything that was left behind.

Blake and Lilly left the cave completely bare, without even a single brick…

Lilly’s voice could still be heard. “Daddy, why does everyone like hiding their things in caves?”

Blake said, “It might not just be caves, you know…”

had left, the mystery

empty cave in front of him, almost exploding

and Lilly had no idea about any of this. Both parties narrowly missed each other and would have been spotted had

at the

been able to take a close enough look in her

she read, the more surprised she

on the couch, a hand draped over the cushions as he raised

“Oh, of course not. I always knew I was the most powerful

right! She should be this confident and charismatic as

“But everyone worked so hard,

kind uncles had even left presents for her… Lilly was overwhelmed with gratitude and guilt

deserve

smiled. “Everyone was just doing it for

geezers protected and kept the underworld in place with the Order. We built this in ancient times, making

never ours to control. It was always perfectly fine; we were just too backward to realize that. Of course we would be outrun by time and innovation

themselves ‘age’

for the new generation to carry them on a new

was true that the old geezers liked Lilly, but there was no way they could have loved her enough to

that they had also been thinking about themselves aside from their love for Lilly.

Blake himself, Jean, or

now, Lilly.” Blake leaned forward, tucking a strand of stray hair behind Lilly’s

head at

gentle and warm. “That’s alright… You’ve died once anyway. The worst thing that could happen is