My Ares Son-in-Law

Zhao Chunhua frowned even more tightly, gritted his teeth, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly because of anger. He said word by word: "Don't worry, I will give him the elixir within three days." There was an unquestionable determination in his voice.

"Okay, with what you said, Miss Zhao, I definitely won't doubt it." Jiang Yixiu smiled gently, her eyes revealing a kind of certainty that she understood everything.

She knew very well that in this vast world of cultivation, big families like the Zhao family always attached great importance to their promises in front of families of the same level. Although they might break their promises to some insignificant little people, they would never break their promises easily when it came to the family's reputation and face.

At this moment, Xiao Chen walked over slowly with steady steps. He was wearing tactical equipment, standing tall like a pine tree, with extraordinary temperament, and he stood out in this slightly messy training field.

"You are really amazing. I was wrong about you." Zhao Chunhua looked unhappy and glared at Xiao Chen fiercely. Her tone was full of reluctance and dissatisfaction. She crossed her arms and said stiffly, "I will collect the things you want for you soon. When the time comes, I will give them to you. But you have to leave your contact information, right?"

"No need. I will go to your Zhao family soon. Just give it to me in person then." Xiao Chen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile, his eyes clear and firm.

Zhao Chunhua was slightly stunned, her eyes full of doubt and puzzlement. She couldn't figure out why this guy would say he wanted to go to their Zhao family. But she didn't ask any more questions, just snorted coldly, and then turned around and strode away with Zhang Yu, with a trace of embarrassment and unwillingness in her back.

In the slightly narrow but luxuriously decorated car, the atmosphere was so oppressive that it made people breathless. Zhang Yu sat upright in his seat, as if he was shrouded in a heavy haze, his face was so gloomy that it seemed like water was dripping out, and every wrinkle was filled with reluctance and loss.

He closed his lips tightly, clenched his teeth, and tried hard to suppress the overwhelming frustration in his heart. He squeezed out a low word from between his teeth: "I lost!" The voice was like a muffled thunder exploding in his heart, but it was suppressed, full of bitterness and helplessness.

Zhao Chunhua, who was sitting next to him, looked calm. When she heard Zhang Yu's words, she just raised her hand gently, her movements were slow and calm. She turned her head slightly, her eyes fell on Zhang Yu, and said in a calm voice: "It's normal, don't take it to heart."

The tone was like she was describing a very ordinary matter, without a hint of blame. Normally, with her temper, she would have been furious when faced with such a failure, and even mercilessly told Zhang Yu to pack up and leave.

However, today she was surprisingly calm, as if she had expected such a result. In her opinion, Zhang Yu lost to Xiao Chen not because of his lack of ability, but because Xiao Chen was too strong.

That outstanding strength was like an insurmountable chasm before everyone. Rather than getting angry at Zhang Yu and making the atmosphere worse, it was better to let it go, so she simply didn't even bother to blame him.

At this moment, in the luxurious VIP seats, it was lively and elegant. The sun shone through the soft gauze curtains, casting patches of golden light and shadow.

Jiao Yulang sat on the soft sofa, leaning forward slightly, his sharp eyes fixed on Xiao Chen in the field. It seemed that his gaze could penetrate Xiao Chen's body and see through his every subtle movement.

Then, he slowly turned his head and set his sights on Jiang Yixue, frowning slightly, with a puzzled tone: "You have been fighting for so long, aren't you tired of it?" His words were full of confusion about this seemingly endless fight. Jiang Yixue's mouth corners slightly raised, outlining a playful and brilliant smile, her eyes narrowed into crescents, flashing with a smart light.

She chuckled, her laughter was as clear and sweet as a silver bell, full of energy and interest: "You don't understand the fun here. Besides, she was the one who insisted on fighting me, so how could I not accompany her?" Every word revealed her enjoyment of this fight, as if it was a wonderful game that made her enjoy herself.

Jiao Yulang shook his head slightly, and his neat short hair swayed slightly with the movement.

He raised his hand, and his slender white fingers pointed straight at Xiao Chen, his eyes revealing a trace of scrutiny and admiration: "Where did you find this kid? He's very capable." His voice was low and magnetic, as if while recognizing Xiao Chen's strength, he was also curious about Jiang Yixiu's discovery ability.

When Jiang Yixue heard this, her eyes were filled with pride and she smiled even brighter. She raised her chin slightly and proudly introduced him, "I met him when I was seeing a doctor. He's a miracle doctor." Her tone was full of admiration and trust for Xiao Chen, as if she was telling an extremely precious secret.

Jiao Yulang's eyes were focused on Xiao Chen again, his eyes were deep and cold, like a pool of cold lake water. He lowered his voice and said calmly, "He is very powerful, but his temperament is a bit unruly. I'm afraid you can't control him!"

This sentence was like a sharp blade, piercing straight through the air, carrying a hint of reminder and warning.

Jiang Yixue shook her head gently, her long, smooth hair swaying gently like a waterfall. Her eyes were clear and firm, full of understanding and tolerance: "Some people are not controllable. It's great to be able to be friends with them."

In her opinion, Xiao Chen is like a shining and unique star in the night sky, with his own light and trajectory, and should not be bound. Being able to be friends with him is a precious gift from God.

Jiao Yulang pursed his lips slightly and said nothing more, but his eyes revealed a hint of disapproval. He stood up and straightened his straight suit, his movements elegant and calm.

Then, his eyes turned cold again when he looked at Xiao Chen, and he said coldly: "Have fun, I'm leaving." As soon as he finished speaking, he took a big step, left the VIP seat in a cool manner, and gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

His keen perception made him instantly aware of the hostile gaze from Jiao Yulang. That gaze was mixed with jealousy, unwillingness and faint murderous intent, like a cold arrow, piercing straight at Xiao Chen.

However, Xiao Chen did not take it to heart. He casually glanced in the direction of Jiao Yulang, with a barely perceptible smile on his face, as if he was mocking the other's childishness. Then he turned his head, looked at Jiang Yixiu gently, and asked politely, "Excuse me, where can I get the prize?" (End of this chapter)