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 his connections, he could

of his soul, as well as the ghost

he left the hotel and strolled, Blake

the doll,

The doll remained silent.

from a folded state to

behind the man in black, transmitting live footage back to Blake’s

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

converted wandering ghosts

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

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

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

…

hot pot while casually observing the surveillance footage on

watched as the black-clothed man strolled through the streets, meticulously ruling

it seemed he could

Cloud must

as this person who seemed to appear out

from

in his hand. “Why don’t you deal with

you say you’re gonna deal

the idea quite

The doll was silent.

that moment, a familiar, gentle voice

a small figure dashing towards him—it was

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

phone that Lilly fainted and her complexion was

searched for someone, deep down he was genuinely

no way to compensate for the fear of

looking at her with her rosy complexion and clear

like everything was

“I came with Uncle Anthony. Uncle Anthony

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

hot pot is full of positive