Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Blake suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, as if something had pierced through the space between his eyebrows.

“Lilly?” Blake asked, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

Lilly reassured him, “Daddy, don't be afraid!” She extended her hand and slapped it.

“Slap!” Lilly's slap was so strong, it caused Blake to take two steps back.

His vest was made of metal.

Lilly said, “Alright, | got rid of it.” Blake touched his forehead and asked, “What kind of ghost was that?” The ghost turned out to be harder to catch than they had anticipated.

Lilly shook her head, saying, “l won't speak about things unless I'm certain about it!” Blake could not help but recognize the familiarity of her words.

Wasn't that exactly what Bob said earlier? The unexpected turn of events had left everyone flustered. Just then, the police arrived and swiftly cordoned off the area, urging the crowd to disperse.

The influencers who came were all driven away.

A police officer approached Blake and whispered, “Mr. MacNeil.” Blake nodded and replied, “Surround the area within a 300-feet radius.” The police officer seemed puzzled. “We've already conducted investigations here before, and it caused disruptions to the nearby businesses. We evacuated just a few days ago...” Blake’s expression was resolute. “Reinvestigate! There is a leakage at the entrance of this coffee shop. Have you found it?” The police officer was taken aback. “Huh?” They searched every nook and cranny of the coffee shop but failed to notice the leak at the door they had walked through earlier...

Everyone was scolded and urged to continue the investigation.

At that moment, only the owner of the coffee shop and Bob remained at the scene, both of them were in a state of shock.

The owner finally realized that Blake had an extraordinary identity. He could not believe that a customer who had come for coffee was actually here for an investigation.

“Thank you!” The owner quickly expressed his gratitude to Lilly and Blake when he was asked to leave.

Lilly waved her hand in acknowledgment.

She watched as the various investigators kept themselves busy, thoroughly re-investigating every nook and cranny of the coffee shop. They located the source of the electrical leakage, opened up the floor, and examined it.

Josh whispered, “Lils, has the female ghost been eliminated?” Lilly shook her head. “I can’t find her right now. We'll have to come back at night.” Josh lamented, “We have to come here at night again?!” Lilly responded, “Yes!” Demons and ghosts tend to emerge at night. After all, there was a saying that goes, “If you walk at night, you'll eventually encounter ghosts.” There was another saying that advised against speaking ill of others during the day and refraining from talking about ghosts at night. Spreading gossip during the day might be overheard by people, while telling ghost stories at night may attract the attention of ghosts.

Blake called out to Lilly, “Let's head home.” Josh, Hannah, and Zachary quickly followed suit. Josh clutched the camera tightly, feeling anxious.

“Lils, that female ghost won't follow us home, will she...?” Josh voiced his concern.

“Lils, that female ghost was right in front of my camera. Was she staring at me?” “Lils, do you have any extra talismans...” Josh tightly gripped the protective bracelet on his wrist.

Lilly reassured him, saying, “That's a good thing! If she follows you, we won’t have to come back again. You should be happy.” Josh was speechless.

How could | be happy if she follows me home? Goodbye! Just then, someone stopped Lilly.

She turned around and saw Bob was catching up with them.

“Um... excuse me, just now... uh, did you also see what happened earlier?” Bob asked hesitantly, unsure of what happened. The whole incident was incredibly mysterious.

But Lilly was seen using a talisman.

This incident was now viral, and many people believed that Lilly was just acting, collaborating with the person who claimed to have a third eye.

However, Bob had a feeling that there was more to this matter.

Sure enough, Lilly nodded and replied, “Yes, | saw it. Didn't | warn you from the beginning?” Bob choked up for a moment, then turned to Josh and the others, asking, “Did you all see it too?” He also asked Blake, “Did you see it as well?” Blake responded calmly, “Whether you saw it or not, what matters is that you believe it. There are things in this world that we can’t understand and are beyond scientific explanation. As descendants of Mount Silver, we have our own ways of perceiving them.” With just a few words, Blake dismissed any potential doubts or conflicts that could arise in the future.

Although Bob appeared righteous, if they were to reveal their own background, they could also claim to be descendants of Mount Silver. After all, the more mysterious, the better.

Bob watched in a daze as Blake led the children into the car and drove away.

Inside the car, Lilly asked curiously, “Daddy, who are the descendants of Mount Silver?” Blake explained, “Mount Silver is said to be associated with practitioners. It's named after three people, Nicholas, Gurt, and Fynn Silver. These three are renowned deities in the world of gods. Legend has it that they ascended to immortality as they resided at Mount Silver.” “The three are known as the patriarchs of Mount Silver, also known as the Silver Warriors. Mount Silver sect belongs to the Pastoria, which is a realm... Practitioners refer to themselves as descendants of Mount Silver.” Over time, the interpretation of this term became more specific, referring to individuals like practitioners who specialize in dealing with ghosts. They adopted the title of “descendants of Mount Silver” to emphasize their power and mystique.

Lilly suddenly realized something and said, “Oh...” As the Ruler of Hell, she should know these things, but her knowledge in this area was lacking. She would have to ask her master about it for more information.

Coincidentally, Blake asked, “Where’s your master?” Lilly replied, “He went back to the underworld for a meeting!” Blake sighed, saying, “Your master is really unreliable. He's always in a meeting whenever we need him the most.” Lilly responded, “Yes, because Mr. Shaw isn’t the underworld, so he can’t help him with the meetings!” Blake nodded, understanding the practicality of the situation.

Blake expressed, “Hmm...” Is this what it's like to be guilt tripped by my daughter? Lilly did not mean to gaslight her father.

Upon arriving home with a bundle of radish heads, Bettany was already waiting for them at home.

“What took you so long?” Bettany questioned suspiciously.

Lilly ran toward Bettany, exclaiming, “Grandma, I'm starving!” That phrase was Bettany’s weakness.

Bettany swiftly responded, “Hurry up, wash your hands, and eat! What time is it? You haven't come home until past two o'clock in the afternoon. How old are you and still causing trouble...” Lilly rubbed her nose, swiftly washed her hands, and grabbed a drumstick.

During the meal, Blake pondered and suggested, “Old Mrs. Crawford, I'll take Lilly out for an evening stroll to help with her digestion.” Bettany asked sternly, “Why do you have to go out for a walk at night?” Lilly chimed in, “I know, because the evening is nice and cool!” Josh shivered, feeling the eerie chill in the air.

Bettany was momentarily at a loss for words and secretly sighed.

Lilly was destined to be different from other children.

Bettany persistently advised, “Alright then, make sure you return early because most children go to bed by nine o'clock in the evening. Do you know why? It's because the hours between eleven o'clock at night and two o'clock in the morning are when growth factors are highly active and released... the entire night is vital for rapid growth... so, make sure you're in bed by nine o'clock and aim to achieve a deep sleep state by eleven o'clock, as it facilitates height growth... Blah blah blah...” Blake and Lilly simultaneously perked up their ears, nodding in agreement, “Yes, yes, absolutely.”