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…”

they had left, the mystery person

empty cave in front of him, almost

idea about any of this. Both parties narrowly missed each other and would

at the Crawford

took the stone scrolls out. She had not been able to take a close enough

the more surprised she

on the couch, a hand draped over the cushions as

shook her head. “Oh, of course not. I always

should be this confident and charismatic

sigh, “But everyone worked so hard,

had even left presents for her… Lilly was overwhelmed with

could she deserve

smiled. “Everyone was just doing

the underworld in place with the Order. We built this in ancient times,

fine; we were just too backward to realize that. Of

watch themselves ‘age’ until

they could hope for the new generation to carry them on

but there was no way they could have loved her enough to do something so selfless; none of them were Lilly’s actual

aside from their love for Lilly. True incentive was best when it was for personal

himself, Jean, or Bettany—the kind

forward, tucking a strand of stray

head at first but

once anyway. The worst thing that could happen is

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