Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Chapter 309 Locked Inside

The man grabbed Lilly’s arm, his eyes were strangely bright in the dim backlight. His voice was hoarse, cold, and gloomy.

“Hello little girl, what are you looking at? Do you wanna go in?”

He held an empty sack and was about to put it on Lilly’s head.

However, before he could react, he flew out!

With a loud bang, the man slammed into the wall, causing the nearby display cases to shake violently. The impact was so strong that a doll even toppled to the side.

Drake heard this movement as soon as he came in, and subconsciously rushed over to stand in front of Lilly.

Lilly turned around and blinked innocently.

She looked at Drake and thought, “When did Drake come?”

She looked at the person who flew out, “How did he fly out?”

-Drake’s expression was cold, and he asked coldly, “Who are you?!”

The man in the gray overalls struggled to get up, coughing violently as he clutched his knees. A flicker of horror crossed his eyes when he lifted hist gaze.

For a moment, he could not tell whether he was beaten by this little boy, or he was hit by a ghost.

“Who are you?” He asked back.

As Drake stared at him coldly, the man had no choice but to speak up first, “I’m a staff member here…”

His voice was hoarse, resembling the grating sound of a saw, which evoked an indescribable sense of discomfort in those who heard it.

The man looked at Lilly and said again, “I saw her at the door, so I asked her if she wanted to go in,”

Hearing this answer, Drake frowned and became more vigilant.

How could a normal worker ask a child if she wanted to enter the workplace?

He should be telling her to leave immediately.

it was

nodded and said, “Yeah I wanna have a

his side once again, shaking his hand in a coaxing manner, “Drake, Lilly wants to go in

hands, “Don’t worry Drake, I’ll protect you!”

Drake was speechless.

who now?i

said, “Just this

his hand, “Oh yeah!!”

along, and the worker swiped their card to unlock the glass door, allowing the two

immediately felt an indescribable sense of discomfort. The interior was predominantly adorned in black, with several partially completed dolls affixed to one side, creating at gloomy and eerie ambiance.

the “clay” appeared lifeless, while nearby, a workbench dedicated to doll–making caught their attention. A ball–jointed doll artist was hunched over, fully focused. on delicately carving the face

hands, and skulls–each incredibly realistic. If these parts were not reduced in size by more than twice their original dimensions, they

that apart from himself and Lilly, there were only

danger washed over him

in a low voice, “Lilly,

“Lilly?”

turned his head abruptly and realized that Lilly had disappeared.

to find that Lilly was squatting not far away in front of a staff member mixing

curiously, “Is this clay,

did not speak.

his initial impression, the man before him wore an

intermittently and strangely, dragging a sack while

a spoonful of white powder with a large spoon. He weighed it on the nearby scale, then proceeded to open a wooden box on the

things very casually, but he was very cautious when he measured the content

wooden box.

the sack and

“These are human

to a halt, while the clay

maker in the distance moved their hands in a twisted manner, accidentally slicing their finger with a sharp knife

finger toward the doll’s mouth, and the doll quickly absorbed the blood,

startled exclamation and looked at Lilly, “What are you talking about little

tilted her head and smiled, “Oh,,so that’s the

that her words were merely an innocent remark from a child, and had no ill

and said, “We’re

have visitors in the workshop. Are you here to customize dolls? Let me