My Ares Son-in-Law

The ice spikes accurately pierced the sandalwood screen behind Yang Pan, leaving spider-web-like cracks on the priceless antique.

The sandalwood screen was originally a precious decoration in the banquet hall, but it was easily destroyed by Xiao Chen, which shows how powerful he is.

The banquet hall fell into an eerie silence, as if time had frozen at this moment.

Everyone held their breath and dared not make a sound.

Only Yang Pan let out a whimper like a wounded beast from his throat, the sound full of pain and unwillingness.

He struggled to get up, but found that his legs were stuck in a swamp. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move an inch.

It turned out that Xiao Chen had already set up a "Dragon Trapping Formation" around him.

The runes that were faintly visible on the ground flickered with the breath. They were restrictions drawn with immortal power.

The rune flashed with mysterious light, as if it had infinite power, trapping Yang Pan tightly and making it impossible for him to escape.

Yang Pan's eyes were filled with fear and despair. He finally realized that he had hit a wall this time and had provoked someone he could not fight against at all.

"Call your father Yang Ping."

Xiao Chen had a stern look, and his eyes revealed unquestionable majesty, like a towering mountain, daunting.

He bent his finger slightly, and a coin shot out like a black lightning with a fierce momentum.

The coin instantly penetrated the screen three meters away, tearing a hole in the exquisite pattern on the screen. The coin continued to move forward and hit the opposite wall, leaving a deep hole as big as a bowl.

Dust fell down, and the shocking deep pit on the wall seemed to be a silent declaration of Xiao Chen's strength.

"Tell him to bring your ancestor and kneel before me."

Xiao Chen's voice was low and full of domineering. Every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Yang Pan's heart hard.

Yang Pan's face turned pale in an instant, his body began to tremble uncontrollably, and his eyes were full of fear and panic.

Upon seeing this, the two bodyguards suddenly shouted and launched a joint attack.

They flashed and pounced towards Xiao Chen like two ferocious beasts.

The soul-devouring pattern on the telescopic stick lit up with a dazzling blue light, and the blue light flickered with a strange aura, as if it was a faint light from hell.

The telescopic sticks in their hands were like poisonous snakes, stabbing towards Xiao Chen's vital parts fiercely, causing a whistling sound.

However, Xiao Chen turned around as if he was strolling in a garden. His movements were light and graceful, as if he was taking a walk in a garden.

The moment the fingertips lightly touched the stick, the true energy flowed upstream like an electric current.

The true energy spread rapidly along the telescopic stick, and wherever it passed, the light of the soul-devouring pattern on the telescopic stick instantly dimmed.

"Boom!" A loud noise was heard, and Bodyguard A's heart-protection mirror shattered into pieces, splashing everywhere like broken glass.

His body was like a kite with a broken string, and he crashed into the floor-to-ceiling window behind him. The glass fragments drew crystal arcs in the night sky and fell like meteors.

Bodyguard A screamed, fell heavily to the ground, blood spurted out of his mouth, and he was unable to get up again.

Bodyguard B's weapon was twisted into a twist shape in an instant. The originally straight telescopic stick became crooked, as if it had been severely squeezed by an invisible big hand.

The recoil force shattered his wrist bones. With a crisp "crack" sound, his wrist was bent at a strange angle.

Amidst the screams, the watch inlaid with broken diamonds flew to the ground at Yun Yuyan's feet. The watch flickered faintly under the light, but it looked particularly desolate.

Yang Pan's back was pressed against the cold wall and his body was shivering as if he was in an ice cellar.

The phone slipped in his palm three times before it was unlocked successfully. His hands kept shaking and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

He watched in horror as Xiao Chen slowly approached. With every step he took, ancient cracks appeared on the Persian carpet under his feet.

The lines were like traces of time, and also seemed to be the symbol of some mysterious power, as if the entire space was bearing an invisible pressure. "You... who are you?"

Yang Pan's voice was tearful and his eyes were full of fear and confusion.

Cold sweat soaked his carefully styled hair, and the hairspray mixed with blood flowed down his neck into his collar, making him feel sticky and uncomfortable.

He just couldn't understand how this seemingly ordinary young man in front of him could possess such powerful strength.

Xiao Chen picked up the red wine bottle on the ground. His movements were casual and natural, as if the red wine bottle was just an ordinary object.

His slender fingers slid across the bottle, and the tempered glass peeled off piece by piece like thin paper.

The broken glass pieces fell like snowflakes, sparkling in the light.

There was a hint of disdain in Xiao Chen's eyes, as if all this was within his expectations.

"Ask me who I am? I'm Xiao Chen, the Xiao Chen that your Yang family is looking for. Didn't you issue a search warrant?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in Xiao Chen's voice, and his eyes were fixed on Yang Pan, as if he wanted to see through him.

"You dare to cause trouble to Miss Yun today because someone from your Yang family knows about the relationship between me and the Yun family, so you are deliberately looking for trouble, right?"

Xiao Chen's eyes became sharp, like two sharp swords, piercing straight into Yang Pan's heart.

Yang Pan's body trembled involuntarily. A trace of panic flashed in his eyes. He didn't dare to look Xiao Chen in the eye.

When Yang Pan tremblingly dialed the phone, the temperature in the banquet hall dropped ten degrees.

A chill rose from the soles of everyone's feet and quickly spread throughout the body.

As the hotel manager backed away, he knocked over the gilded candlestick behind him, and the candles spilled onto the precious Persian carpet.

However, the flames were strangely unable to ignite, as if being suppressed by an invisible force.

Xiao Chen waved his hand casually, a flash of true energy passed by, and the flame was instantly extinguished, leaving only a wisp of green smoke rising slowly.

The entire banquet hall fell into deathly silence. Everyone was so shocked by Xiao Chen's powerful strength that they dared not even breathe.

Inside the banquet hall, the air seemed to have frozen into ice.

Only the trembling sound of Yang Pan's cell phone dialing keys echoed in the silence.

Yun Yuyan clutched the hem of her skirt, which was soaked with cold sweat, and the lace edge was wrinkled by her fingertips.

He stared at Xiao Chen, with tears of fear still lingering in the corners of his eyes: "The Yang family has three ancestors at the Heavenly Man Realm. Maybe they will all come here later. You..."

Her voice trembled unconsciously.

The high heels unconsciously crushed tiny pits on the carpet, as if this could ease the turmoil in her heart.

The second hand of the gilded wall clock ticked.

Every sound was like a knock on her heart.

In the ancient city, those who are strong in the realm of heaven and man are the absolute authority.

The situation can be changed with just a gesture.

In the past, anyone who dared to challenge the authority of the Yang family was easily crushed like an ant.

However, the man in front of him seemed to be completely unaware of his own limitations. He openly provoked him and even asked the ancestor of the Yang family to "come to see him on his knees."

In her opinion, this is undoubtedly a way to seek death. (End of this chapter)