My Ares Son-in-Law

"No! Negotiation!" Xiao Chen bit the three words very hard, and each word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with unquestionable determination.

"If you want to live, kneel down. If you want to die, I'll grant your wish." He stretched out a finger and pointed it directly at Shen Huo. His eyes were as cold as a pond, as if he was giving Shen Huo a final ultimatum.

Everyone seemed to be under a spell, holding their breath and concentrating. The whole place was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the stalemated figure - Shen Huo. Everyone's heartbeats accelerated involuntarily, and the excitement and tension in their hearts were almost bursting.

Will Shen Huo kneel? He is the face of the Oracle Sect, usually high and mighty. But now, under Xiao Chen's relentless pressure, he has fallen into such a desperate situation.

But at this moment, everyone was deeply attracted by this fierce conflict. They didn't dare to blink their eyes, and they thought silently in their hearts: This is the script that the male protagonist of a cool novel should have!

No matter what kind of rich and powerful person you are, if you dare to bully others, you must pay the price. Even if the peerless treasure Tianren Pill is placed in front of you, you will never bow your head. This is called:

Human! Hard! Core!
Shen Huo's heart was in turmoil, his face turned pale and blue, and he was extremely conflicted.

He gritted his teeth fiercely, his cheeks puffed up high, and his teeth seemed to bite his gums to bleed. Finally, in extreme unwillingness, he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "If I really kneel down, will you promise to save me?"

His voice was trembling slightly, which was the helplessness of struggling on the brink of dignity and life and death.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen smiled slowly, with a bit of calmness and confidence in his smile.

"Your illness is so serious that you are almost like putting an invitation from the King of Hell in your pocket. Although I dare not pat my chest and say that I can cure you 100% and make you completely healthy, I can definitely make you go from a critical situation hanging by a thread to a vigorous and energetic state, at least your strength will not drop. Of course, the premise of all this is that your knees are willing to touch the ground."

As Xiao Chen spoke, he tilted his head slightly and stared at Shen Huo with a half-smile, as if he was watching an interesting performance.

Shen Huo's heart at this moment was like an active volcano about to erupt, angry and panicked. The internal Qi in his body was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, running rampant through his meridians, stirring up his internal organs as if they were dislocated. Every time he spoke, his throat felt like it had swallowed a razor blade, and it hurt.

There were only two cruel options before him: kneeling would mean completely losing face and becoming a laughing stock in the world; not kneeling would only lead to death.

Dignity? Face? But when life is at stake, what can you talk about dignity with? He, Shen Huo, is a peak Tianhe Realm expert. A Tianren Pill can help him enter the Tianren Realm he has always dreamed of.

Normally, wherever he went, he was always surrounded by people, and everyone treated him with respect and veneration. But now, he had to bow down to a kid who was still wet behind the ears in front of so many people? How could he swallow this?

But the answer to the difficult choice of life or face was actually already written in his strong desire to survive.

Only by staying alive can we have a chance to turn the tables! At worst, I can wait until I recover and find an opportunity to use a dirty trick to kill this kid! Shen Huo secretly calculated in his heart, with a ruthless look in his eyes.

Xiao Chen looked at Shen Huo's tangled and indecisive face, and couldn't help but sneer, then turned around and left without hesitation. "Okay, just keep acting like a senior, I don't have that much time to accompany you." He muttered as he walked, with no intention of stopping.

"Wait!" Shen Huo was so anxious when he heard this that he almost jumped up. However, due to his poor physical condition, he could only stand up tremblingly with the help of Shen Qiang beside him.

"Let me ask you, as long as I kneel down and apologize, will you just save me and not humiliate me any further?" Shen Huo asked anxiously, with a hint of pleading and expectation in his eyes.

Xiao Chen stopped, turned around slowly, and that half-smile expression appeared on his face again.

"It depends on your performance. If you behave yourself, I won't make trouble." As he spoke, he shrugged slightly and spread his hands. His expression seemed to say that everything was in Shen Huo's own hands.

At this moment, the air around seemed to freeze. Everyone held their breath, staring at Shen Huo, waiting for his final decision. This fierce confrontation seemed to be about to usher in a decisive moment.

Shen Huo's face flushed red, his eyes full of humiliation and unwillingness. He suddenly pushed away Shen Qiang's supporting hand with such force that Shen Qiang staggered and almost fell.

Then, he bent his knees, and with a dull thump, he knelt heavily on the ground as if his spine had been pulled out. This kneeling seemed to shatter all his former pride and dignity.

The whole audience felt like they were dropped with a depth charge. The sound of people gasping for breath was like surging waves, one after another, rising and falling, and echoing throughout the venue for a long time.

"Oh my god! He's really kneeling?!" A shrill voice broke the brief silence in the crowd. The voice was full of shock, as if someone had witnessed the spectacle of the world collapsing. The person who spoke had his eyes as big as copper bells, staring at Shen Huo who was kneeling on the ground, his mouth wide open enough for an egg to fit in.

"The Oracle Sect has lost all its face this time, right?" An old man in a grey robe twirled his beard and spoke slowly with a gloating smile on his face. His words were full of ridicule for the Oracle Sect's current experience.

In this world, the Oracle Sect has always been high and mighty. It is a rare scene to see them making a fool of themselves in public.

"It's awesome! The grassroots counterattack script has come true!" A young man, with his face flushed with excitement, waved his hands in the air, as if he was the protagonist of the counterattack.

There was a fanatical light flashing in his eyes, and his heart was full of admiration and envy for Xiao Chen. This kind of drama of a grassroots defeating a wealthy family was exactly what he dreamed of.

"But Xiao Chen's move was too aggressive. Isn't he afraid of the Oracle Sect's crazy revenge afterwards? After all, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. To offend such a big sect is like plucking hair from a tiger's mouth!"

A burly man frowned and said with a worried look on his face. He knew very well that the Oracle Sect was very powerful, and Xiao Chen's move had undoubtedly stirred up a hornet's nest, and he was afraid that there would be endless trouble in the future.

Shen Huo's face was tense, twisted with anger and humiliation, and he spoke each word as if he were chewing sharp glass shards. Every word was filled with endless pain and unwillingness: "Xiao Chen, I was wrong. I shouldn't have bullied the weak, I shouldn't have attacked you, and I shouldn't have wanted to kill you. Please forgive me." (End of this chapter)