My Ares Son-in-Law

The Black Phoenix warriors' faces turned extremely ugly. Some showed a hint of guilt, but more of them were filled with anger and resentment.

Situ Cang's cloudy eyes shifted slightly in their sockets, like a few imperceptible ripples in a deep ancient well, or like a faint light groping for the truth in the darkness. In that instant, he seemed to understand the other party's purpose in intruding alone and wreaking havoc.

The anger that had been building up on his face like the calm before a storm subsided slightly, like the receding tide revealing a deeper, more profound thought hidden beneath the raging waves.

Instead, there was a condescending scrutiny, the gaze like two sharp scalpels, trying to dissect the young man from the outside in; at the same time, there was a hint of calculation, like a snake lurking in the shadows, quietly flicking its tongue, waiting for the best opportunity to strike.

He slowly shook his head, his movements unhurried and deliberate, conveying the authority and unquestionable authority of an elder.

Then, in an almost earnest tone, he spoke, his voice deep and hoarse, as if it came from the depths of time:
"Young man, I admit you are quite skilled. I saw your sharp moves and swift movements just now. You are indeed no ordinary person."

Moreover, the murderous aura emanating from you is quite rare. That murderous aura is so chilling that it makes everyone around you tremble with fear. It must have been accumulated through countless life-and-death battles.

But...you're too naive.

Situ Cang narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze revealing a worldly insight and disdain for the young, and continued:

"Do you think you can change anything with just your so-called 'passion' and 'justice'?"
Hmph, the world is far more complicated than you imagine.

Look at this ancient city, where the law of the jungle plays out every day. The weak are like ants, trampled on at will; the strong are like tigers, controlling the life and death of others.

The victor is king, the loser is villain—this is an eternal truth!

Controlling power and mastering the rules is the true path to kingship!
Only when you possess sufficient power can you set the rules and make others act according to your will; otherwise, you will only be bound by the rules and become a stepping stone for others.

He paused, as if giving the young man time to process what he had to say, or perhaps he was organizing his own thoughts.

Then, his gaze slowly swept over the young man's blood-stained trench coat. The bloodstains on the trench coat were like blooming flowers, both glaring and carrying a unique kind of poignant beauty.

Situ Cang's tone carried a hint of "appreciating talent," and his voice seemed to soften slightly, but the underlying calculation remained unchanged:

"You trespassed into my Black Phoenix Organization and killed my people. According to the rules of our Black Phoenix Organization, this is a heinous crime that deserves death ten thousand times over!"

According to past practice, someone in your situation would have been torn to pieces and thrown into the wilderness to be fed to wild dogs long ago.

However... I see you as a rare talent. Your cultivation level is hard-won; you must have put in countless hours of hard work and effort, and overcome numerous difficulties to reach your current level.

It would be such a pity if he died like this.

Situ Cang took two steps forward, closing the distance with the young man, his gaze fixed intently on him, and said, word by word:

"If you nod right now and are willing to join my Black Phoenix Organization and serve me..."

Those brothers who died outside the gate, I will forgive and forget what happened today! From now on, in this ancient city, you will enjoy endless wealth and glory, and have whatever you want.

Power, wealth, women—just ask, and I'll give them to you.

Moreover, with your skills and abilities, you will surely rise rapidly within my Black Phoenix Organization and become a figure second only to the leader.

Young man, you need to think this through carefully; this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Situ Cang's already hoarse and deep voice suddenly rose in pitch, like a thunderclap in the already tense hall, carrying an unquestionable and chilling majesty.

His gaze was piercing, fixed on the young man before him who exuded a chilling aura. He uttered a condition, word by word, that left all the gang members speechless, frozen in place as if struck by lightning:
"Not only that!"
I can also make the decision to add a chair for you in this solemn and dignified council hall, which bears countless honors and powers of the Black Phoenix Organization!
This chair is no ordinary object; it symbolizes supreme status and honor.

Once you sit there, you will become a core member of my Black Phoenix organization, and together with us, you will govern the intricate and ever-changing landscape beneath this ancient city!

At that time, wealth and glory will be within your grasp!

Gold and silver treasures will flood in like a tide, you'll enjoy fine wine and delicacies to your heart's content, and beautiful wives and concubines will surround you. Everything you desire will be easily within your grasp!

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked!

The council chamber, which was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, suddenly erupted into chaos, as if a boulder had been thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples everywhere.

A burly, fleshy-faced senior executive stepped forward first. His eyes widened in disbelief, and he shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Chief! Think twice!"

This kid has an unknown origin. He suddenly barged into our Black Phoenix organization and started a killing spree without saying a word. His methods were extremely cruel, and his ruthlessness far exceeded that of ordinary people. With such a strong bloodlust, how can such a person be kept by our side?
This is a ticking time bomb; it could explode at any moment. We can't let it live!

Another tall, thin executive with a sinister look in his eyes hurriedly chimed in:
"Yes, Chief!"
Just think about it, he was so ruthless to us brothers, the scene was too horrific, so many of our brothers died at his hands.

How could someone like that possibly genuinely submit to our Black Phoenix Organization?

He's definitely up to something. Maybe he's only agreeing to our request now to keep us calm, and then he'll stab us in the back when the time is right. This is clearly raising a tiger to cause trouble!

"Chief, you must not be fooled by his appearance!"

At this moment, an elderly gang member with a wrinkled face and gray hair also stood up shakily. He was emotional, and his voice trembled slightly:
"This chair... was earned by us brothers after more than ten years of risking our lives following you!"
In those years, we risked our lives and went through countless life-or-death tests. Every mission could be the last, and every battle could be our last.

We have sacrificed so much for the Black Phoenix Organization, for you, and shed countless tears. Some of us have even betrayed our own family and friends.

But now, you're going to let a complete stranger who just killed one of our brothers rise to the top and sit in this chair that symbolizes power and status. How can we, his old brothers, bear this? (End of Chapter)