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…”

long after they had left, the mystery

in front of him, almost

about any of this. Both parties narrowly missed each other and would have been spotted had they

at the Crawford

able to take a close enough look in

the more surprised she

cushions as he

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

That was right! She should be this confident and charismatic as the daughter of

with a sigh, “But everyone worked so

presents for her… Lilly was overwhelmed with gratitude and guilt at the same

deserve such kindness from

was just doing it for

the underworld, and the couple of us old geezers protected and kept the underworld in place

was always perfectly fine; we were just too backward to realize that. Of course we would be outrun by time and innovation

could either watch themselves ‘age’ until they

new generation to carry them on a new

old geezers liked Lilly, but there was no way they could have loved

thinking about themselves aside from their love for Lilly.

Jean, or Bettany—the kind of love that

forward, tucking a strand of

head at first

tone was gentle and warm. “That’s alright… You’ve died once anyway. The worst

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