A Useless Person's Rise to Power: The Demon King's Addiction to Pampering

The murmurs sounded like he was talking to himself, yet also like he was speaking to the poor woman who had passed away.

In that instant, I felt that my body and soul were more closely connected.

At the same time, the pain in my body was also clearly felt.

The stinging pain from the wound on her back reminded her that she should treat it as soon as possible.

Feng Jiutian glanced back at the two corpses on the ground, his eyes filled with cold indifference.

Turning around, he walked towards a small house in the backyard. Flies gradually landed on the corpse behind him, but Feng Jiutian didn't even glance back.

……

Sitting on the small bed, Feng Jiutian looked in the blurry bronze mirror, took off his clothes, and tore his flesh apart.

Pain causes muscles to twitch.

But Feng Jiutian remained expressionless. He casually filled a basin with water, wiped away the bloodstains on his back, and then, from somewhere, pulled out a small medicine bottle and sprinkled the powder from the bottle onto the wound.

Those were part of her dowry.

It's quite funny, really, that there's medicine powder for wounds in the dowry.

However, as a cowardly good-for-nothing who only knew how to compromise, he was also bullied in his original family.

It's not surprising that he gets injured every few days!

But thinking of this, Feng Jiutian suddenly recalled that when the original owner married into the family, she didn't even have a maidservant. Even the only maidservant was left by the First Madam and suffered a lot of hardship.

very good!

The eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's family actually married in such a 'low-key' way!

It seems I really need to think carefully about how to make a 'high-profile' return.

He lay motionless on the bed, eyes closed, lost in thought...

……

I don’t know how long it took.

"what……"

Feng Jiutian was awakened by screams outside the door.

"Dong dong..."

Then someone knocked on the door with such force that the already flimsy wooden door became even more precarious.

The person is not good!

A cold glint flashed in Feng Jiutian's eyes. He casually picked up the hairpin on the table and got up to open the door.

Speaking of which, this hairpin is Feng Jiutian's only and most valuable dowry item.

How pathetic!

The door opened, and an old woman stood outside, her hand raised as if she was about to knock again. She paused for a moment when she saw Feng Jiutian, then spoke in a harsh voice.

"Why did Concubine Yun and her maid die in your courtyard? Did you do something? Confess now!"

Do the people here all like to bully their masters?

A cold glint flashed in Feng Jiutian's eyes, and she glanced indifferently toward the doorway, where she saw several servants standing outside.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips, and he spoke in a mocking, indifferent voice: "What a pity, too easy to kill!"

Too fragile to kill?

Those words startled the old woman.

Soon, the old woman's eyes widened suddenly, staring at Feng Jiutian in disbelief.

"You...did you really kill him?"

The old woman seemed surprised that Feng Jiutian, who was usually cowardly and ugly, could kill someone and still be so calm.

However, a sinister glint flashed in the old woman's eyes, and she immediately shouted in a sharp voice.

"Fine! You worthless wretch, you actually dared to kill someone! Come with me to see the master, and see how he deals with you, you little bastard!"

A spineless scoundrel?

Small fry?

Feng Jiutian raised an eyebrow, remaining expressionless.

"What did you just say to me? Say it again."

“I called you a worthless bastard! You little scum! What, you still…”

Before the old woman could finish speaking, a hairpin was driven into her throat, her lips moved and blood oozed out, and she looked at Feng Jiutian with astonished horror.