Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Lilly was momentarily stunned.

She turned her head to look around but found no one, not even a ghost. What did she know...

Suddenly, there was a loud noise from outside the room, and Lilly quickly exclaimed, “Who's there? Daddy, let's go out and see.” Blake glanced outside, then raised his hand and collected all the pill bottles from the medicine cabinet, placing them in Lilly’s satchel.

Lilly promptly pressed his hand, saying, “Daddy, it's okay, we don’t need to take any more. Dad, you're fine now, so we shouldn't take someone else’s belongings.” It was fine if there was no owner; first come, first served. If she saw it first, then it was hers.

But this cave belonged to someone, and she did not know when they would return.

You can't take other people's belongings... You have to repay what you owe. Taking more would only deepen the debt.

However, she heard her father say, “Don’t you understand, Lilly?” Lilly blinked, puzzled. “Huh?” Blake could not help but be amused by her and said softly, “The father of the Ruler of Hell is Emperor Prosper. So, who's your father?” Lilly was confused. “It's you, Daddy?” Blake asked again, “Lilly is the Ruler of Hell, so who's her father?” Lilly was taken aback.

Blake prompted, “Huh?” Lilly exclaimed, realization dawning on her. “So... Daddy is Emperor Prosper?!” Her eyes widened in astonishment.

Blake squeezed her soft face and whispered, “This paradise was built by Emperor Prosper for his daughter. The ice pond was for his daughter, and everything in this room was also for his daughter. So, whose belongings are these?” Lilly said in a daze, “It belongs to his daughter...” The daughter of Emperor Prosper was the Ruler of Hell... and the Ruler of Hell was her.

Daddy is Emperor Prosper! So... did all these valuable pills belong to her? The powerful person whom Dad praised so highly earlier, was it himself? Lilly extended her hands and pinched Blake's face. “Daddy, look at me, please say it again. | didn’t hear you. Please say it again.” Blake gazed at her earnest and incredulous expression as if a fortune had fallen from the sky.

Laughter welled up from deep within him, and Blake looked at Lilly with eyes brimming with infinite tenderness.

“I said, these things belong to you.” “That lovely lady you spoke of is yourself.” Wo... woah! All these things were hers! She had been apologizing and muttering for so long, but she was apologizing to herself? The complaints | murmured about that lovely lady... was | complaining about myself? Lilly was shocked, then bewildered, and finally overwhelmed with surprise. A smile couldn't help but spread across her face.

“Daddy! Daddy! I'm rich! Haha!” It was all hers! | need to take everything! Oh no, she still needed to leave a little here, just in case she needed it in the future.

But for now, she could use a bit! Lilly became incredibly excited, gathering everything she could into the Hell Ruler Palace with a wave of her hand.

“1.2.8.7 “88, 89, 90..." “210,211, 212..." The little one went “crazy,” taking bottles here and there, counting as she went.

She even forgot about the loud noise from outside earlier.

It was not that she lacked vigilance; rather, her father had given her a sense of security. With her father by her side, it seemed that no one could ever harm her.

Blake laughed and shook his head, watching her affectionately as she gathered the items.

When Lilly had finally collected half of the elixirs from the medicine shelf, she reluctantly stopped.

“Okay, let's put these here...” She turned her head a few times to make sure.

Blake could not resist pinching her cheek. His daughter was still as adorable as ever! Afterward, Blake carried Lilly out of the room and returned to the fairyland-like chamber.

They noticed that the mirror that had been on the table had fallen and was rolling on the ground as if trying to escape.

So, that was the source of the noise from earlier.

“Why are you trying to run away?” Lilly ran over and held the mirror down.

How could she let go? It was a talking mirror after all.

Lilly straightened the mirror, sat on the ground with her legs around it, and grasped both sides with her hands. Finally, she saw her reflection in the mirror.

Previously, she could only see the lovely lady and her expression in the mirror.

Lilly approached curiously, widening her eyes to observe every detail.

Looking at it this way, there seemed to be no difference.

Lilly suddenly shifted her gaze and asked, “Little mirror, tell me, who is the wealthiest child in the world?” The mirror, with no choice but to indulge her, responded in its childish voice, “It's you.” Lilly was satisfied and nodded in agreement. “Not bad! This mirror is quite useful!” The mirror was speechless.

Blake could not help but chuckle. In her previous life, when she was a child, she would often hold the mirror and ask who was the cutest baby in the world, who was the best father in the world, and who was the most beautiful mother in the world.

The mirror had been “tortured” by her relentless questions, to the point where it could hardly bear it. After Lilly bombarded it with inquiries for a while, it ended up...

Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the wealthiest child in the world? It was the same scene over again... It was still the same mirror, and it was still his beloved daughter...

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