Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Blake sat on the sofa, Lilly squatting in front of him to inspect his foot.

All that could be seen was the purple-green handprint on his ankle had only deepened, as if it was rotting.

Lilly took out the paper amulet and set it on fire. She then filled up half a bucket of water, scattering the ashes into the water and stirring everything together with the wooden sword.

She picked up Blake's foot, submerging it into the bucket as she washed it with the amulet water. “O’ stinky foot, O’ Daddy's stinky foot, it's so stinky and stinks everywhere.” Blake chuckled lightly.

His feet did not stink! As the water splashed onto the purple-green handprint, Blake felt a slight stinging pain on his foot as the handprint on his ankle began to fade.

Within no time, the bucket of water had turned black.

“Whoa, this is a big one!” Lilly exclaimed. “You didn’t get pulled down, Dad! You're awesome!” Blake was speechless.

He did not know if his darling girl was praising him, or the demon that had tried to harm him.

Lilly headed for the bathroom with the bucket, pouring the water down the toilet. After flushing it down, she filled another half- bucket of water.

After repeating this twice, Blake's foot finally went back to normal. Lilly took off the robe she was wearing, and tied it to his feet.

Blake took in the sight of his busy little bee. The kid meant serious business, diligent in washing his feet and wiping them dry with the robe.

A strange emotion rose in his chest— he was touched. He had never thought that he would have such a caring, kind daughter one day.

“All done!” Lilly clapped her hands. “You can’t take the robe off all night, Dad.” Blake nodded, reaching out and hoisting Lilly into his lap. “Thank you, Lilly. That looked hard.” Lilly hugged Blake's neck, planting a slobbery kiss on his cheek. “Don’t worry about it!” Her tone was soft, her eyes big and black as they blinked.

She then hopped out of his grasp to the side, bouncing up and down the bead before landing on her back and patting the space next to her.

“Come on, Daddy! Let's lie down!” she said.

Blake chuckled to himself, getting up and lying next to Lilly.

Lilly stretched her legs out for a while, raising them into the air and catching her feet with her hands.

After doing this for a while, Blake turned around and saw that she had fallen asleep.

Blake put a blanket over her, tapping her on the nose. “Goodnight, my darling.” The incident about the three girls drowning in the river had become a hot topic online overnight, especially the middle-aged lady's line, “I didn’t ask you to save me!” “Three girls drowned in the river. Man jumps into the river to save them. The girl's mom responded, “I didn't ask you to save me!” “Young girl drowns in river and body cannot be found, mother curses rescuer, “You should be dead!” “Three girls drowned at the same time, one of them missing. Mother screams at rescuer, “Why didn’t you save my daughter first!" The titles were getting more and more scandalous, attracting a flock of onlookers. They all seemed to be angered by the situation, leaving a slew of angry comments cursing out the mother.

The comment section grew, boosting the incident’s popularity and putting it on the radar of national broadcast stations.

Harvard, who had been worrying about how to gain popularity, saw this as a golden opportunity to follow this hot topic.

He made many videos commentating on the matter, criticizing the mother for her skewed values. And yet...

There were too many creators talking about this. He was no match at all.

The likes he got may have been higher compared to other videos, but they never passed a thousand. The playback only reached twenty to thirty thousand.

He hadn't done more.

Suddenly, an idea came to him. “I can do something else!” He made a burner account, posting a comment in support of the mother against all the others bashing her.

Yes, you did save the other two, but why didn’t you save the remaining one? You should have saved all of them! Do you know how sad her mother must be? | think the mother was right. You shouldn't have bothered trying to be the hero if you're incompetent! Honestly, the only way to make this fair would be if all three girls died.

The polarizing opinion was definitely controversial enough, and he was instantly met with countless angry replies.

@shanshan, “What a scumbag! Are you even human?” @justsurfingaround, “Have you lost your mind? People sh*t out of their butts, but you seem to sh*t out of your mouth!” @happybaby, ” | have no words. How do people like this exist? Crazy!” Harvard was... overjoyed at the amount of comments yelling at him! The platform itself was blind to whether the comments were positive or negative. Traction was traction.

The more agitated people got, the better he felt! Not long after this, Harvard realized that the facts had shifted again.

Three girls had drowned last night, but only two of them were rescued— and a male corpse.

The third girl seemed to have vanished into thin air, unable to be found.

More and more creators began going to the river and livestreaming their attempts to find the body, gaining thousands and thousands of views.

Harvard did not think twice. He packed up his gear, setting out for the river as well.

The river was surrounded by onlookers, and many creators were live streaming.

Blake stood beside the crowd holding Lilly. She stretched her neck out to watch.

Seeing her struggle, Blake hoisted her up onto his shoulders to get a better view.

Lilly could finally see.

“It's too far though!” Lilly put a hand above her eyes, squinting into the distance.

Blake pulled out a pair of binoculars, handing them to Lilly.

Lilly cried out in delight. “Whoa, Dad! Are you a magic genie?” Blake thought to himself, Yes, what would you like? Lilly said at once, “A lollipop!” Blake opened his hand, revealing a strawberry lollipop.

Lilly was overjoyed. She sucked on the lollipop happily, looking across the ocean.

Three boats were moving around the water, and another two could be seen further ahead.

This had become hot news, and everyone was interested in knowing what would happen.

“It's day out. There won't be anything,” Lilly said. “Oh, Dad, what was the deal with that dead body?" Blake: The police are still investigating that.

But that was hardly a problem for him, was it? “I looked around. The dead guy was an eighteen-year-old boy. Young man. He saw someone drowning in the water, and jumped in to save them without hesitation.” It was a shame he only managed to save two girls, and never made it back to shore himself.

“What's even stranger is that he clearly just drowned, but when | touched his arm in the water it felt all slimy. Like it had been in the water for a few days.” Blake would not have even believed that this boy was the brave hero who had jumped into the river, had he not seen the surveillance footage himself.

Lilly thought, How strange...

Had it really been three girls who drowned?