Wen Jin, who once wielded immense power, died on the most glorious day of her life.
Reborn, she found herself a pitiful little orphan. She had no power, but at least she had money.
When relatives tried to seize her inheritance, Wen Jin showed no mercy. No one had ever managed to take anything from her, the living King of Hell.
Looking at the property deeds stacked higher than a person, Wen Jin decided that her last life must have been exhausting. This time, she was here to enjoy herself. Being a landlady sounded pretty good.
A capable person shines wherever she goes. Before long, her rental income, with a little savvy investing, brought in money hand over fist. She even earned the nickname “Wen, Half the City.”
The big shots from every corner refused to believe it, insisting she was just lucky. They never imagined she was not only formidable in her methods, but sharp-tongued, too. After being thoroughly crushed, all they could do was beg her to spare them with her words.
A day in the life of a big shot: Punching troublesome relatives, kicking foolish idiots, and, of course, swatting flies.
Lousy Man A: “If you’d just sweet-talk me and make me happy, you could pick any house here!”
Wen Xiaodao: “What are you talking about? Why are you putting on airs in front of the landlord herself? This whole area is mine!”
Green Tea B: “Xiaodao may be a jinx and not have many good qualities, but she’s honest. She’s absolutely not the kind of person you think she is. And being poor isn’t her fault...”
Wen Xiaodao: “I’m poor? See this circle on the map? It’s all my kingdom. Oh, right, I remember your family lives in that area, too. Your rent’s going up next month.”
Once the landlady gets going, even the mysterious Ninth Master is left shaking in his boots. Tell me, are you scared yet?!
