Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

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.

After the man’s collapse, Blake swiftly left the room and locked the door behind him. With his connections, he could handle the situation discreetly by contacting the local authorities.

However, the man’s death and the subsequent disappearance of his soul, as well as the ghost being swallowed by the doll, did not raise any suspicions for King Libra.

Observing the man as he left the hotel and strolled, Blake retrieved a small drone.

“I'm using technology to catch ghosts,” Blake said to the doll, “You can’t be useful in situations like this.” The doll remained silent.

The drone was about the size of a mobile phone. It transformed from a folded state to a drone, it extended several “claws” and flew out of the window.

The tiny drone followed closely behind the man in black, transmitting live footage back to Blake's phone.

Once King Libra left the hotel, he carefully surveyed his surroundings. Although there were a few ghosts scattered along the roadside and near the bridge, none of them matched his target.

He continued to walk, he converted wandering ghosts into his informants and underlings.

If his ghost general had truly been killed, the person who did it had to possess considerable power. Such a formidable individual would either be a practitioner or an expert in defeating fierce ghosts.

King Libra was 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 his every move using technology instead of using old methods.

Blake's “ace pilot” was flying 1600 feet above his head, monitoring his every move...

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

Being able to access the plug-in was advantageous. He watched as the black-clothed man strolled through the streets, meticulously ruling out certain locations.

Given his swift pace, it seemed he could search the entire county in the dark.

“He’s here. The Cloud must be nearby.” Blake knew that he could not move as swiftly as this person who seemed to appear out of thin air. Judging by his actions, this person could be King Libra.

“I overlooked it. | should have learned fortune-telling from Lilly,” Blake grumbled. “If only Lilly were here...” Suddenly, his gaze shifted toward the doll in his hand. “Why don’t you deal with him for me?” Didn't you say you're gonna deal with him with technology earlier? Blake found the idea quite logical.

The doll was silent.

At that moment, a familiar, gentle voice called out, “Daddy!” Blake looked up in astonishment and saw a small figure dashing towards him—it was Lilly! “Why are you here?” Blake swiftly caught Lilly and looked at her little face.

Anthony told him on the phone that Lilly fainted and her complexion was pale.

While Blake appeared composed as he searched for someone, deep down he was genuinely worried about Lilly.

There was no way to compensate for the fear of losing her.

But now, looking at her with her rosy complexion and clear eyes...

It seemed like everything was fine.

Lilly explained, “I came with Uncle Anthony. Uncle Anthony and Aunt Lisa are behind me!” As she finished speaking, Anthony entered through the door. He glanced at Blake and said, “Having hot pot early in the morning?” Blake replied, “Well, hot pot is full of positive energy. It helps me replenish my strength.” Anthony was silent.

Following Anthony, Lisa poked her head out and exclaimed, “Hot pot, yum yum!” She stared at the steaming pot and drooled.

It smelled delicious! Lilly also raised her hand and said, “Uncle Anthony, | want to have hot pot too!” Anthony glanced at the restaurant infested with flies and thought it was not that clean.

It doesn't matter if we can’t handle it but Lilly’s still young! Blake pulled out a chair, placing the doll on the seat next to the window for Lilly to sit on.

Hidden amidst the streets and alleys, there were always some culinary delights. Despite the unimpressive ambiance, the ingredients were still fresh.

Having tried this hot pot himself and finding it delicious, Blake thought it was worth a try. Since they were far from the old lady’s place, he seized the opportunity to let Lilly experience the flavors of a small county town.

“What would you like to eat?” Blake asked, holding the menu. “How about some pork belly? Or perhaps beef? Uh... would you like some pork?” Lilly and Lisa's eyes widened as Lisa said, “All of them!” Anthony had no choice but to sit down and let the boss take their orders once again.

He selected fresh mushrooms, vegetables, beef, and lamb. While cooking the mutton for Lilly, he asked, “Have you found anyone?” Blake shook his head. “Cloud has impressive skills. He's hiding quite well.” He proceeded to recount the events of the past two days.

Suddenly, Lilly asked, “Dad, will King Libra find us?” Blake shook his head. “Not for the time being. From what | saw, he’s rather arrogant. Once he confirmed that the person he was searching for isn’t here, he won't return.” Sometimes, overconfidence could be a fatal flaw.

Blake asked again, “Is Mrs. Crawford doing well? Did she agree when all of you said you were coming here?” Anthony replied, “She’s doing well now. Lilly wanted to come, and she had no objections.” Bettany was aware of everything.