Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Alban took a step back, shaking his head repeatedly. "You can't determine my fate like this! Sentencing me to a life without autonomy in my next life is unacceptable! | refuse! | want to go back to my sister. She's all alone. | have to protect her! | won't go to Hell, and | reject your arrangement for my next life!" With determination, he turned to leave.

Alban dashed off, desperately trying to return the way he came. His heart was filled with indignation and unwillingness to accept his reality.

However, as he looked around, he realized that he was still in the Ruler of Hell's palace.

It seemed as if time was flowing backward, as if the space was changing according to Lilly's whims.

He couldn't leave the palace, nor could he escape his predetermined fate.

Alban roared, "Lilly Crawford! How is your control over others’ fates, deciding their next lives based on your own judgment, any different from the evil you speak of?! | am my own person! Why should | let you decide my fate? | refuse! | won't submit to your punishment!" He stared at her with bloodshot eyes. "I will break free from your control. | will break the shackles you've imposed on me! I will stand between Heaven and Earth! | want you to know that | won't submit to anyone! Not the Heavens, and certainly not to the likes of you!" Lilly stopped short.

At that moment, she inexplicably thought of the Manifestation of God's will. She couldn't help but think of her father and the other Great Emperors who were trying to break free from the shackles of Heaven and Earth...

Bang! The King of Styx, holding a magical pan, smashed it against Albans head, sending him flying.

With an ugly smile, he said, "I admit you're very powerful. But there's no need for you to flaunt it right now." This Alban person was delaying his meal with all this nonsensical chatter! Otherwise, he would have already arrived at the Crawford Mansion. Perhaps Mrs. Crawford had already prepared the meal, and it was cooling right now! The King of Styx said, "I'm not sure about the Order of Heaven and Earth, and | have no opinions about breaking any shackles.

However, | know the duty of the Ruler of Hell. It's none of our business whether you want to break free from the shackles imposed on you. Nevertheless, the evil you've committed has to be repaid before you do anything of the sort." Lilly had an epiphany. He's right.

As the Ruler of Hell, she should simply do her job. She shouldn't overthink or connect her duties with the Manifestation of God's will.

She was now the King of Hell. Therefore, she should act according to the rules of the underworld.

There was no need to think about anything else.

"Let's go. It's time to enjoy our Christmas," Lilly said, raising her hand. Soon, she and everyone else disappeared from Alban's sight.

Alban was forcefully subdued by a ghost servant, his eyes fixed on the disappearing Lilly.

He couldn't help but think that she was just like Ivan. She was so powerful now! It was a strength that made him feel powerless, fearful, and uneasy...

At that moment, a thought crossed Albans mind. If | had established a good relationship with Lilly from the beginning... If | had changed my behavior... Would | be like Ivan? Would | perhaps become a good friend of Lilly's? Maybe we would be very close as well.

Would he also be as powerful as them? Perhaps he wouldn't be in his current predicament.

Alban didn't even realize that his thoughts had changed. He initially thought, | want her to regret not establishing a good relationship with me. Now, it had transformed into, | regret not establishing a good relationship with her.

Unfortunately, there was no starting over for him.

Snowflakes gently fell in the Human Realm as Bettany sat by the window, enjoying the scenery before her. Despite it being winter, the room remained warm.

While watching the snowfall, she carefully picked some vegetables. Over the years, her hair had turned white.

Suddenly, she noticed Jack leading someone inside.

Bettany exclaimed, "Isn't this the Shaw family's kid?" Hugh pushed up his reading glasses and commented, "Yes, that's the boy. He has been visiting our house quite frequently lately." Bettany stood up as Ivan walked in.

Ivan removed his snow-covered shoes and politely greeted the elders, saying, "Good day to you, Mr. and Mrs. Crawford." Bettany stepped forward and brushed off the snowflakes from his head, causing Ivan to involuntarily lower his head.

She then asked, "Why are you here? Is something wrong?" After a moment, everyone could hear the underlying anxiety in her voice as she continued, "Lilly..." Ivan immediately understood the situation. It seemed that Old Mrs. Crawford had assumed something terrible had happened to Lilly.

He quickly reassured them, saying, "Lilly is fine. | saw her when we were abroad. We even visited local cultural attractions together. Lilly really enjoyed the barbecue and snacks there.” Bettany breathed a sigh of relief, a hint of mirth appearing in her eyes. She looked at Ivan in surprise and exclaimed, "You've grown so much taller in just a year. Oh, look at you. You're becoming more and more handsome." She admired him and nodded, saying, "I've never seen such a good-looking young man. Even Anthony couldn't compare when he was your age." Ivan inexplicably felt a sense of delight after receiving praise for his appearance. Perhaps it was because she liked him even a little, right? He said, "I just came to deliver something." Then, he lifted the items in his hand and said, "Porcini mushrooms from my mother's side. They did a great job sun-drying them.

And of course, there's also a hundred-year-old ginseng." In the Human Realm, this particular herb was extremely valuable. However, to Ivan and Lilly, these items were just ordinary plants.

Radley was tucked into Ivan's coat pocket, which hung on the coat rack.

It muttered, "Those are just ordinary things. Yet, he's being very sincere." He had only come over to see if he could run into Lilly! Hmph, these little tricks are so obvious.

Ivan chatted with Bettany, who had also instructed Margaret to get something as a return gift.

Ivan sat on the sofa with good posture as he continued conversing with Hugh.

Suddenly, they heard thumping sounds coming from upstairs as Hannah impatiently demanded, "Who's here? Is Lilly back?" Matthan quickly followed her. When he saw who was there, he yelled, "Ah, the thief who's after Lilly is here!" Radley's eyes shifted towards the source of the sound as it thought, The Crawford family... is much more lively than the Shaw family! Would it be too much to stay here for Christmas? Being bored for thousands of years, it just wanted to be where the crowd was and enjoy the atmosphere. What was wrong with that? So, when no one was paying attention, Radley discreetly entered a room on the second floor. Coincidentally, that room belonged to Lilly.