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

Despite being only fourteen or fifteen years old, he was ruthless and unpredictable in his moves, and he killed people without batting an eye!

When did such a person appear in the imperial city that even he didn't know about?

That's interesting!

"Serious? How serious?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiutian narrowed her eyes and coldly stared at his masked face, mocking him.

"However, I'm more curious about you now... how did you become so ugly that you're unsightly?"

Feng Jiutian always does what she thinks. As soon as she finished speaking, she took a step forward and quickly reached for his mask.

The man shifted his body and subtly grasped her wrist.

Feng Jiutian twisted her body and broke free, throwing a punch at him.

The man leaned back to avoid it.

At this moment, Feng Jiutian suddenly stopped his attack, instead gripping the edge of the mask with his fingertips, and with a forceful pull, he peeled off the mask and held it in his hand.

As the man's hairband was pulled down, and his black hair fell loose, Feng Jiutian was able to see the face behind the mask.

evildoer?

Perhaps the only word to describe him is "monster".

Half of his face was obscured by the spreading eerie totem, but his dark eyes were sharp and malevolent, as if one glance would draw him into a dark abyss.

The other half of her face had skin as white as snow, like the most perfect sculpture, half ghostly and half angelic.

This is a fusion of two extremes, forming a different kind of beauty beneath extreme allure.

If I had to use just one word to describe it, it would be "monster".

"Do you like what you see?" His sexy, thin lips curved slightly, but his aura instantly turned sharp, and a dark glint flashed in his deep black eyes.

Feng Jiutian was briefly stunned, but when he came to his senses, he subconsciously took a step back.

With a flick of her wrist, she tossed the mask back to him, a cold smile playing on her lips. "A man with a woman's appearance!"

What she actually meant to say was "demon".

But I always feel that describing him as a monster is simply flattery.

So, I just said that offhand.

Upon hearing this, a hint of coldness flashed in the man's eyes, but then he suddenly curled his lips into a smile; "Very well, we will meet again."

The fire had attracted attention outside, and many people had come closer!

Feng Jiutian remained calm and watched the man until he disappeared before secretly letting out a sigh of relief.

In fact, at that moment, she seemed to sense a fleeting murderous intent in him.

If they really started fighting, Feng Jiutian swore to herself that she definitely wouldn't last more than three moves.

Only after the man had completely disappeared did Feng Jiu emerge from the courtyard, where he had perished in the flames, her eyes indifferent.

At this moment, she had to go 'home'!

The eldest daughter of the prime minister, who is second only to the emperor—that's quite an interesting identity!

……

"master!"

A man in black knelt down on one knee, looking at his toes, not daring to raise his head.

"...Go and investigate that woman."

As a bodyguard, he naturally knew who his master was referring to, so he responded and left.

The man watched Feng Jiutian gradually disappear before finally turning away and sipping his tea.

The burnt smell gradually dissipated, and the man poured the remaining tea leaves into the pool, his eyes gleaming with interest.

……

Using the original owner's memories, Feng Jiu returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion in the Imperial City before sunset!

Along the way, people passing by in the streets and alleys pointed and whispered about her.

Feng Jiutian didn't care and was about to enter the Prime Minister's residence when he was stopped by the guards at the gate.