My Ares Son-in-Law

At this time, Mr. Zhao, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke slowly. His voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from the depths of time, with a bit of fatigue and vicissitudes, but without losing the majesty of the head of the family: "Since you are here, let's take a look first."

His eyes slowly fell on Xiao Chen, and that gaze was like a sharp scalpel, as if he wanted to dissect Xiao Chen's body and soul, trying to find out all the secrets hidden behind him. The old man from the Snow Lotus Sect stood quietly by the side from beginning to end, like a hermit who was detached from the world.

His expression was as calm as water, without the slightest ripple on his face. He only raised his eyes occasionally, and his gaze lingered on Xiao Chen for a brief moment.

There was a trace of scrutiny in his eyes, as if he was looking through Xiao Chen's appearance to gauge his true strength and depth, like an experienced hunter observing his prey.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became extremely subtle, as if an invisible pressure was spreading in the air. Everyone's breathing became cautious, as if they were afraid of breaking this tense silence.

Everything in the room seemed to be frozen, only the tense atmosphere continued to spread, like a bowstring that had been stretched to the extreme and could break at any time. A battle without the smoke of gunpowder seemed to be on the verge of breaking out.

The air in the room seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, making it so oppressive that it made people feel breathless.

Cheng Tianan stood in the middle of the crowd, beads of sweat quietly oozing out of his forehead. He knew in his heart that the conflict between the two sides at this moment was like a lit powder keg, and the slightest carelessness would lead to an uncontrollable conflict.

He was extremely anxious and knew he had to do something to ease the tense atmosphere.

Cheng Tianan took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, quickly put on a gentle smile on his face, took a step forward, and put his hands in the air, signaling everyone to calm down.

His voice was gentle but full of unquestionable power: "Everyone, please calm down first. Everyone knows that the medical skills of the Holy Land and the secular world have their own unique features, which is a good thing!
Why don't we treat this as a rare opportunity for communication? Just like the consultation between experts in the hospital, we can discuss together and maybe find a better treatment plan. After all, our original intention is to save lives, so why make the relationship so awkward? "

Xiao Chen stood aside, watching all this quietly. When he heard Cheng Tianan's words, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

He crossed his arms over his chest and said in a relaxed tone, "I have no objection. I am just here to join in the fun and broaden my horizons. I cannot be the protagonist."

"Hmph, you're lucky you're sensible!" Qingsong, a young man from the Snow Lotus Sect, sneered with disdain on his face, his nostrils slightly raised, his eyes full of arrogance.

He glanced at Xiao Chen with a sidelong glance, his tone full of sarcasm: "My master is here today, it's not your turn to intervene. Just stand aside and watch honestly, don't join in the fun."

"Qingsong, don't be rude!" Xue Lao's face suddenly became serious, his eyes swept towards Qingsong like a knife, his voice was low but full of majesty. He slowly raised his hand and waved it gently, signaling Qingsong to leave.

Then, he turned around, looked at everyone calmly, and his tone became softer: "Nowadays, there are endless masters in the secular world, and the gap with our holy land is gradually narrowing. Especially in terms of medical skills, I heard that there is a God of War in the secular world, who has superb medical skills, and it is said that he is better than many doctors in our holy land." "Mr. Xue, you are too modest!" Zhao Liangren said in a flattering way with a smile on his face, and the flattery on his face was beyond words.

"How can the medical skills of ordinary people be compared with yours? Those who are said to be outdone by the War God King are just people seeking fame and reputation. Even if the War God King really has some skills, he is still an ordinary person after all. Compared with our Holy Land, there is a huge difference between them and it is not worth mentioning."

"Master Zhao, you are going too far!"

Xiao Chen's brows slightly frowned, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes. He looked directly into Zhao Liangren's eyes, and his tone was calm but with a hint of coldness: "It's understandable to praise the medical skills of the Holy Land, but you shouldn't belittle the secular world. What's more, the reputation of the God of War is not something you can slander casually."

The fake smile on Zhao Liangren's face froze instantly, as if covered by a layer of frost, and his face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out. He turned his head suddenly, and the veins on his neck bulged slightly. His eyes were like sharp blades with poison, shooting straight at Cheng Tianan, and the ferocity in his eyes made people shudder.

"Cheng Tianan, you'd better take care of your friend who doesn't know how to live or die! Master Xue is such a noble person, and his status in the medical field is extraordinary. If his words anger Master Xue, don't blame my Zhao family for disregarding our years of friendship and completely breaking off relations with your Cheng family. Don't regret it when the time comes!"

His voice was icy cold, and every word was full of threat. As he spoke, his chin was slightly raised, and his nostrils were turned up. His domineering look seemed to declare to everyone that the majesty of the Zhao family should not be trampled upon by anyone, and any disrespect to the holy land was a provocation to his Zhao family.

Cheng Tianan faced Zhao Liangren's anger, but his expression remained calm, without any panic. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a confident and calm smile, and he raised his hand to straighten his collar calmly, as if he was doing something very ordinary.

"Master Zhao, your words and actions today are really abnormal. You might as well calm down and think about it. My friend came all the way here with a sincere heart, just to save your son Zhao Chuanshen.

Even if you have doubts about his medical skills in your heart and think that he is just so-so, you should still have the basic knowledge of treating people and at least show respect to others, right?

You are so good, you have no scruples to belittle secular medical skills in front of others, tut tut tut... If this gets out, I am afraid it will damage your prestige and reputation as the head of the Zhao family. In my opinion, your behavior is not even as good as your slightly unruly daughter, which is really disappointing. "

As Cheng Tianan spoke, he shook his head gently, with an imperceptible disappointment in his eyes. His words seemed gentle, but in fact they were soft but firm, like a needle hidden in cotton. Facing the intimidation of Zhao Liangren, he did not retreat at all.

Zhao Liangren was stunned by Cheng Tianan's ruthless words. He seemed to be cast under a spell, and his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move. His lips trembled slightly, and he wanted to refute, but he was speechless for a moment, and his mind was in a mess.

He was secretly shocked. Normally, An was always submissive in front of him. She always nodded and bowed when he scolded her. She was as docile as a little lamb. But today, she seemed to be a different person. She fought back so hard. What was going on? (End of this chapter)