Chapter 416
Spoiled (Lily)
Chapter 416 When Parrots Face Hardship The dog wagged its tail, pleadingly looking up at the man who approached it. Holding a phone, his voice trembled with uncertainty.
âWhat should I do⦠Oh, please donât look at me like that, itâs just⦠Itâs justâ¦â
He seemed at a loss, crouching beside the dog, his face expressionless while his words carried a tinge of sorrow, âItâs hard for me when you look at me like this⦠I canât bring you home, you see. I already have a dog thereâ¦â
âMy dog was a stray too, but heâs quite sensitive and doesnât get along with other dogs. I canât take you with me, Iâm afraid.â
Lost in his performance, the man failed to notice Lilly and Blake standing nearby.
Finally, he sighed, âIâm sorry, but all I can do is bury your companion⦠Itâs the only thing left for me to do.â
âOh, by the way, I have a meat bun here. Take it!â
He said, then grabbed the dog from the ground and carefully walked towards the roadside.
And with a slight shake of the camera, he changed the sceneâ¦
Lilly asked, âDaddy, what is he doing by shaking the phone like that?â
With a cold gaze, Blake replied, âHeâs pretending to walk so that itâs easier to edit the scene transitions.
later.â
As the man estimated that he had captured enough footage, he casually threw the lifeless body of the dog that had been hit to the side of the road.
The stiff dog hit the curb with a dull thud, its life extinguished.
The surviving dog, thinking it had encountered a kind person, was taken aback when it saw the man.
discarding its companionâs body without a trace of compassion.
A sense of confusion seemed to freeze the dog in place and its eyes revealed a bewildered emotion.
The man stood there, watching the footage he had filmed, finally satisfied. In the end, he captured a few more shots of the bewildered and helpless dog before preparing to leave.
Pablo said, âLilly, come!ââ
Lilly hesitated slightly, unable to grasp why she should hesitate, but her instincts and subconscious told âher to wait a little longer.
Blake recognized her confusion and said, âAre you trying to save a thousand and one dogs, or help the one right in front of you?â
Lilly didnât even hesitate. âA thousand and one.â
Blake lowered his gaze, studying her intently. âThen we wonât act yet. Weâll gather enough evidence to expose them and bring them down.â
In truth, the realm of pet consumption attracted many hypocritical demons seeking to exploit the trend for their gain.
The explosion of short video platforms had given rise to a group of individuals blinded by greed, willing to do anything for fame and money.
If they were going to fight, they had to make these heartless individuals fearful, so they would never dare to continue their atrocities in broad daylight.
But in the process of saving those thousand and one stray animals, they would undoubtedly have to sacrifice a few more lives.
Blake didnât explicitly state this, but it lingered in the air, unsaid.
However, the young girl before them remained resolute, her eyes shining with determination as she nodded firmly. âYes, letâs bring them down!â
Pabloâs mouth twitched.
Was it too early to teach her this? Was she sure she wouldnât be met with Old Mrs. Crawfordâs wrath upon returning home?
Pablo couldnât help but interject, âSince weâre playing the long game, letâs first lock onto the malignant spirit.â
After encountering a crying spirit, both Pablo and Lilly became more vigilant. Even without Pabloâs instruction, Lilly knew she had to act accordingly..
Pablo was about to teach her a new magic-marking.
This way, even if the malignant spirit escaped, they could track him down using the mark.
But to their surprise, Lilly swiftly dashed forward, running straight to the man who was preparing to leave in his car.
âUncle!â Lilly called out.
The man turned around, furrowing his brows as he looked at Lilly. âWho are you?â
The malignant spirit on his head seemed to sense trouble brewing and glanced at Pablo in the distance before attempting to flee.
However, before it could make its escape, the young gir before him shouted, âHey! Call me âDaddyâ!â
Then, with a soft yet determined hand, she delivered a resounding slap!
In an instant, the malignant spirit seemed to be trapped, struggling futilely on top of the manâs head. It couldnât break free, as if it was âlockedâ onto its host.
A look of sheer terror washed over the malignant spirits face.
Lilly, satisfied with her accomplishment, said, âThere you go!â
Why bother letting the malignant spirit escape and then go searching for him? It would be so troublesome. It was much simpler to just prevent him from running in the first place.
Pablo was momentarily speechless. He never imagined that the spell he taught Lilly, not the âCareer Cut Spell⦠no, it was âDaddyâs Lesson,â could be used in such a way.
The man who had been slapped felt a surge of annoyance. Out of nowhere, a random child appeared, demanding to be called âDaddyâ?!
âWhere did this wild child come from? Does you have hanners?â he exclaimed in frustration am With a disdainful look, he waved his hand dismissively at Lilly. âGet lost!â
But before he could finish his sentence, a small stone dane flying from somewhere and struck him, knocking out his front teeth with a loud crack!
The man howled in pain, clutching his mouth as agony engulfed him. He cursed and cursed, his words filled with resentment.
Grace, observing the scene, discreetly discarded the stone she had been about to throw, realizing her intervention was no longer necessary.
Grace pursed her lips, her young face displaying a chilling coldness.
Why was my immediate reaction to knock out the manâs front teeth?
She couldnât help but feel irritated with herself, thinking, Why did I even get involved? And now, Iâm defending this pesky pest, Lilly.
The man spat out blood and angrily approached Lilly,ointing his finger at her face, and yelled, âWhere are your guardians? Pay up!â
Then, a menacing man walked over, his expression icy and threatening, as if he could devour someone whole.
âI am her father. Whatâs the problem? How much do you want for compensation?â he said in a chilling tone.
Before the man could respond, Blake, crossing his arms gave a chilling glare and said, âFor lifelong disability, one billion. For bruises and swelling, three hundred million. And for a complete funeral package, including cremation, three billion. Take your pick!â
âYouâre crazy!â the man muttered and hastily got into his car, driving away.
Blake glanced at the license plate number, took out his phone, and sent a message.
Then, Blake looked at Lilly and asked, âAre you okay?â
Lilly blinked and assured him that she was fine. She hadnât suffered any losses. Her clothes werenât even touched. What could go wrong?
âDaddy, can we take this dog home?â Lilly squatted beside the dog, her face filled with sympathy.
Grace chuckled softly and muttered, âHow childish.â
She questioned silently, in a world with so many unfortuite beings and things, could one truly empathize with all of them? Would sympathy make a difference?
Yet, she failed to realize that if there was no trace of sympathy left in this world, a world without even a hint of childlike innocence, it would be a terrifying place indeed.
Unaware of Graceâs comment, Lilly couldnât resist reaching out and gently patting the head of another dog.
However, she hesitated. After all, their home already had a turtle, a parrot, and a cat. She couldnât bring every stray dog back to the Crawford family.
Lilly decided to delegate this important decision to Polly.
âPolly, what do you think?â she asked earnestly.
Polly, who was focused on ambushing and preparing to grab Tortoiseâs head, responded with a squawk, âCaw?â
Normally, when going out, Lilly would only bring Polly and Tortoise along. As for Bellflower⦠well, Lilly felt that Bellflower was too big to carry around.
Lilly asked Polly for her opinion with sincerity, âCan we bring this dog home?â
âAnd you and Bellflower wonât bully it, right?â
âIf we bring it home, can you teach it to talk?â
Polly hesitated for a moment, then squawked, ââ¦â
Caw! The first two points were negotiable.
But the last point seemed quite challenging for a âbirdâ like Polly, wouldnât you agree?