"Bang!" echoed loudly.
The stove actually shattered under the man's force.
After that, Mu Rufeng opened the window, puffed out his cheeks, and blew the black fog quickly out the window.
Then, Mu Rufeng stepped forward and lifted the man off his feet.
"Tell me, what's going on here?" Mu Rufeng asked.
"I... I didn't kill anyone. When I got here, that person was already dead," the greasy uncle showed a fearful expression on his face.
"Oh? If he was dead, then how did you find this place? Don't tell me you were living with him?" Mu Rufeng said.
"No... I live in the building next door. I went downstairs to get a delivery, and then the Contract Demon inside me smelled something."
"It forcibly dragged me here, and then it ate the corpse," the greasy uncle lay on the ground, completely unable to move, avoiding Mu Rufeng's gaze with his eyes.
"I find that a bit hard to believe," Mu Rufeng stated flatly.
"It's true, what I'm saying is true."
