Spoiled by Eight Uncles

The man in black continued to search for any trace, but he could not sense anything anymore.

He summoned the white-headed female ghost, but she did not return.

He felt a sense of bewilderment.

He trained the female ghost himself and they shared a close bond. Even if she had been killed, she would have sent a distress signal before her demise.

The man in black’s eyes narrowed. “Could Lilly be here as well?”

He was no longer willing to wait in the room, he stepped out and traversed the corridors, trying to sense any presence of ghosts.

As long as there were ghosts nearby, even if they were concealed from his view, he could still detect them.

However, he encountered nothing along his path.

…

Meanwhile, Blake had already left the hotel.

He chose a hot pot restaurant across the street, where the chef on the first floor diligently tended to the soup over a high flame.

The stove in front of Blake burned fiercely, enveloping the hot pot restaurant in a sweltering atmosphere.

Hot, bustling places were ideal for concealing oneself.

However, the doll was not exactly thrilled about the situation.

As they ate, Blake gazed intently at the hotel across the street and spoke, “This level of positive energy should be nothing to you. Just stay quiet!”

The doll was speechless.

You’re so mighty, yet you want me to hide under the table while you’re eating!

Just then, Blake noticed a man in black clothing coming out of the hotel.

His eyes narrowed, instantly locking onto the figure.

Blake’s intuition led him to lock onto the man, despite his seemingly ordinary appearance. The reason behind this intuitive response was unclear to him.

left the room and locked the door behind him. With his connections, he could handle the situation discreetly by contacting the

well as the ghost being swallowed by the doll, did not raise any suspicions for

man as he left the hotel and strolled,

said to the doll, “You can’t be useful in situations

The doll remained silent.

from a folded state to a drone,

in black, transmitting live footage back to Blake’s

carefully surveyed his surroundings. Although there were a few ghosts scattered along the roadside and near the bridge, none of them matched

he converted wandering ghosts into his informants and

possess considerable power. Such a formidable individual would either be a

he would be able to the person, be it a ghost or a practitioner. However, little did he know that Blake was watching his every

1600 feet above his

…

leisurely enjoyed a hot pot while casually observing the surveillance footage on his

able to access the plug-in was advantageous. He watched as the

seemed he could search the

The Cloud

who seemed to appear out

overlooked it. I should have learned fortune-telling from Lilly,” Blake grumbled. “If

in his

gonna deal

the idea quite

The doll was silent.

a familiar, gentle voice called out,

saw a

here?” Blake swiftly caught Lilly and looked at her little

phone that

someone, deep down he was genuinely worried

way to compensate for the fear of

looking at her with

seemed like everything was

explained, “I came with Uncle Anthony. Uncle Anthony

door. He glanced at

“Well, hot pot is full of positive energy.