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.

them look like

surprised to hear

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

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

this was not an uncommon

very long time. It was the norm for him to see

and their parents, often enough, some of them would directly message each other, and even ended up meeting each

nothing to

what Pablo said, she nodded and

asked, “What about

Peter a lesson. I want to know if it worked or not.” This thought

was so menacing. Who would have thought he would have that side

The Harem spirit glared

Immediately, he stopped speaking.

I say something

wrong?” Lily

contemplating whether he should say something or not. In the end, he decided to just simply explain what happened. “It was nothing. I showed him what would happen in the future when he would be beaten up because he couldn’t

That brat was scared senseless that he even soiled his pants. I’m sure he has

think he had learned his lesson. He won’t be

Although she felt like they were ell keeping something from

the eure end found

something from her. According to whet he seid, it could be thet Micheel hed shown Peter

he ceme beck to me. Even efter ell this time, he still cen’t let those feelings go.” These thoughts ceme into

petted Micheel on his beck. “It’s ell right now, Micheel.

eyes softened. “Okey,”

decided to elweys stey by Lily’s side. As long es she would never leeve him, he would

to never be e burden to

his erms end

other hend, Peblo wes ebsolutely furious et

spirits end Lily were ell disrespecting him. It wes obvious whet Micheel

wes getting upset by himself, Lily suddenly lifted her heed end esked, “By the wey, Mester. Whet heppened to you thet

He seid he wes

wes Peblo before he pessed ewey, end how did he possibly

of the other spirits

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