Chapter 1274 A Different Kind of Reunion


    Bettany was happy, lounging on the couch with her legs crossed. She asionally checked her phone


    to exchange New Year''s greetings with her friends.


    "Hurry, it''s almost midnight!"


    Everyone was staying upte to wee the New Year. However, Hugh had already gone to sleep, as


    he felt that the young folks could handle it. I am too old for all the festivities.


    Bettany tried to stay awake for a while but could not make it past 11 o''clock. With nothing pressing on


    her mind these days, she quickly drifted off to sleep.


    "5, 4, 3—2—1!"


    Everyone cheered as fireworks lit up the sky.


    Amid the excitement, gift bag were distributed.


    "Come on, this one is for Lilly!"


    "This one is for Josh, Hannah, Zachary, and Drake."


    Cloud did not have a red envelope, as he had already passed away. However. Anthony discreetly


    handed him one. Cloud was touched and said, Anthony...


    Anthony patted his head gently and said, "Take it."


    Lilly received so many gift bag that she could hardly keep up. She kept thanking her uncles one by one.


    "Thank you, Uncles! I appreciate your kindness! May you have a prosperous year ahead and strike it


    rich. And also, may all your wishese true!"


    "Dad, Mom, Michael, and Harem, thank you so much!"


    "Thanks, Master! May you get rich and marry a wife!"


    Pablo chuckled helplessly upon listening to Lilly’s words.


    The snowstorm outside was too heavy, preventing them from going to the rooftop. They gathered in the


    living room and chatted into thete hours. Finally, when Lilly could no longer stay awake, everyone


    reluctantly retired to their rooms.


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    ke carried Lilly back to her bedroom.


    Lilly’s gift bags were ced under the pillow. However, Lilly had so many gift bags that they couldn''t all


    fit.


    ke symbolically ced two under the pillow and piled the rest to one side.


    Lilly held her bunny and soon fell asleep.


    Jean whispered, "She hasn''t fallen asleep hugging Bunny for so long, and today..." She had found out


    that Cloud had sacrificed himself, yet she dealt with it so calmly. She is just a young kid.


    The more Jean thought about it, the sadder she became. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she started


    to cry. Jean quickly covered her mouth to stifle her sobs.


    ke embraced Jean and said quietly, "It''s okay to cry. No one can hear you here."


    Jean shook her head and replied, "I do not want to wake Lilly. If Lilly woke up, that would be worse."


    ke understood her thoughts. But I could not just take her back to her room and say, "Cry here. I will


    feel bad for doing that.


    ke raised his hand, creating a soundproof formation that enveloped them.


    "This is a soundproof formation... I''ll teach you when you''ve advanced in your cultivation," ke said


    gently.


    Jean could not hold back anymore and clung to ke, crying loudly. I can’t ept the fact that Cloud is


    dead. He is just too young for it.


    "What should Mom do in a few days when Cloud’s body returns?" Jean said while clutching ke’s


    shirt.


    "She has to go through the pain of losing a child again. What should she do?" When I died in the past,


    Mom almost copsed from grief. What should we do this time?


    keforted Jean repeatedly: "It''ll be alright; don''t worry. We''ll get through this."


    "Old Mrs. Crawford isn''t as fragile as you think. She''s be invincible now."


    "I and Lilly are here too. Nothing will happen."


    "At worst, the King of Styx is here too. What do you have to worry about when two Hell Rulers are


    here?"


    Jean chuckled at the mention of two Hell Rulers, but then she cried again. It was unusual for any family


    to have two Hell Rulers. But when I thought about it, it was Cloud! He had never let us or the county


    down. He is the greatest person I have ever seen. He deserved the presence of two Hell Rulers.


    Jean continued crying in ke''s arms, unable to stop for a long time.


    On the other hand, the weakling spirit stood beneath a tree in the jar of souls. He watched the petals


    fall silently, lost in thought.


    While every bad thing raged in the mortal world, the jar of souls always remained peaceful and serene.


    However, every ghost inside felt uneasy.


    The unlucky ghost had sensibly kept his distance, returning to the jar of souls after a brief outing for a


    New Year''s dinner.


    "Well..." the unlucky ghost sighed and said, "Why does it have to be like this?"


    The unlucky ghost asked somberly, "Why do heroes often face misfortune and end up in such sorrow?"


    Harem Spirit replied, "Could you please stop saying that?"


    The weakling spirit remained silent for a long time. After the other ghosts had dispersed, he still stood


    beneath the tree. He softly whispered, "Perhaps life is a journey of cultivation, where those who have


    fulfilled their virtues depart first..."