Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Chapter 318 Learning Something Bad From Hannah

Olivine Temple Square was shrouded in ominous clouds, making the sky even darker than before.

Suddenly, some individuals wearing kimonos began to scream in terror. It appeared as though they were witnessing something dreadful. Their faces were filled with panic, and some even fell to their knees, clutching their heads in distress.

Unseen by others, these individuals were confronted by apparitions of their ancestors, who appeared furious and resorted to physically punishing them.

“How could you forget the nation I tirelessly fought to protect?!”

“They killed your grandfather, and yet you still worship them as your ancestors!”

“I’ll need to give you a beating so you’ll remember why it hurt so much!”

Those individuals clad in kimonos and clogs were subjected to such severe beatings that their clogs went flying. They screamed and pleaded for mercy, consumed by terror.

Most people who did not see the ghosts were puzzled.

They didn’t know why, so they saw the different phases of lightning, thunder, rainbow, and sunset in the same frame, and saw several people kneeling begging for mercy with terrified faces, and they were even more frightened in their hearts.

“What happened…….”

“What is that red iron pillar they pulled out…”

“It’s so strange. As soon as the iron pillar was pulled down, a bolt of lightning struck down,”

“Could it be… Is what the little girl said earlier true? That today wasn’t an exhibition after all, but was a sacrificial ritual?” Someone voiced their doubts, uncertain about the reality of the situation.

However, some individuals were bleeding and crying, exclaiming, “Even if that’s the case, should we just forget about the dolls we destroyed?”

The ash dolls held a special place in their hearts, not to mention the significant monetary value associated with each doll. The thought of losing them was distressing and heartbreaking.

Even if it’s not worth five million like Quinnie’s Coco, it’s still worth one hundred and eighty thousand.

How could she not be responsible just because she was a sacrifice for the ritual?

While she was crying, she noticed Blake and the others emerging from the scene.

Blake held Lilly in his arms with Josh. Drake, the knowledge enthusiast, walked alongside them with a grave expression, his thoughts veiled and unknown.

Anthony was on the phone and caught snippets of conversation about “compensation.”

shrine, he kicked it, causing it

a few ash dolls and their owners cried even

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“Stop crying!

only destroyed the dolls because they were a part of the satanic ritual.

said one should be responsible for their actions.

She

enjoy it, and

funny, while Blake found

Anthony will

Anthony froze.

as my brother–in–law, but

assured Lilly, “Don’t worry, your uncle is not only handsome and rich

rich

could not argue with him but to compensate them.

tearful girls and could not help but wonder if the event organizers had intentionally dressed them in kimonos of different

he asserted, “Rest assured, we will take full responsibility for the damages caused by our group. My assistant will be here shortly to discuss the compensation

Lilly would not be burdened by it.

It’s just money.

Lilly’s ability to catch ghosts, Anthony couldn’t help but think

dolls were broken had mixed reactions. Some were stunned, while a few of them appeared

care about

had already formulated plans beforehand. If the child’s parents refused to pay, they were prepared to escalate the situation and take

time, Charlie arrived with the money and handed it over immediately. However, Quinnie refused to accept it and simply cast a meaningful glance

a

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brand Spring Friends were implicated in the theft of

revelation for her to realize that she had been sleeping in a room filled

thoughts, and she struggled to

expressed her sincere gratitude to Lilly in a solemn

departed, wearing smiles on their faces. Finally, the deceptive doll exhibition, which had disguised itself

his father that the event organizer behind the scenes had been detained for questioning, and it was uncertain how long the interrogation

had their dolls broken, unfortunate

after returning home. Others encountered car accidents on their way back, resulting in traumatizing experiences, although they

unsettled. The doors would inexplicably open during their sleep at night, and the bathroom faucet

they would find the doll they had placed in a box lying on