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.

door behind him. With his connections, he could handle the situation discreetly

as well as the

he left the hotel and strolled,

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

The doll remained silent.

transformed from a folded state

tiny drone followed closely behind the man in black,

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

walk, he converted wandering

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

the person, be it a ghost or a practitioner. However, little did he know that Blake was watching his every move using technology instead

“ace pilot” was flying 1600 feet above his head,

…

hot pot while casually observing the surveillance

the black-clothed man strolled through the streets, meticulously ruling out

seemed he could search the

Cloud must

person who seemed to appear out of thin air. Judging by his

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

gaze shifted toward the doll in his hand. “Why don’t you deal with him for

say you’re gonna deal with him with

the

The doll was silent.

moment, a familiar, gentle

a small figure dashing towards him—it

you here?” Blake swiftly caught Lilly and looked

phone that Lilly fainted

for someone, deep down he

compensate for the fear of losing

with her rosy complexion and clear

seemed like

with Uncle Anthony. Uncle Anthony

speaking, Anthony entered through the door. He glanced at Blake and said, “Having hot

replied, “Well, hot pot is full of positive energy.