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.

and locked the door behind him. With

as well as the ghost being swallowed by the doll, did

as he left the hotel and strolled, Blake retrieved a small

to the doll, “You can’t be

The doll remained silent.

mobile phone. It transformed from a folded state to

tiny drone followed closely behind the man in black, transmitting

a few ghosts scattered along the roadside and near

to walk, he converted wandering ghosts into his informants and

general had truly been killed, the person who did it had to possess considerable power. Such a formidable individual would either be a

practitioner.

flying 1600 feet above his head,

…

pot while casually

advantageous. He watched as the black-clothed man strolled through the

he could search the

The Cloud must be

seemed to appear out

have learned fortune-telling from Lilly,” Blake grumbled. “If

in his hand. “Why don’t

you say you’re gonna deal with

found the idea quite

The doll was silent.

a familiar, gentle

in astonishment and saw a small figure dashing towards him—it was

are you here?” Blake swiftly caught Lilly and looked

that Lilly fainted

searched for someone, deep

was no way to compensate

now, looking at her with her rosy complexion

seemed like everything was

Uncle Anthony. Uncle Anthony and Aunt Lisa

He glanced at Blake and said, “Having hot pot early in the

replied, “Well, hot pot is full of positive