My Ares Son-in-Law

Cold sweat poured from Lei Heng's forehead and back like beads from a broken string, instantly soaking his clothes.

His legs also began to tremble uncontrollably, like two reeds being blown by a gale.

He stammered, his voice sharp and trembling with fear: "No... I wouldn't dare... I didn't mean that... I... I was just confused for a moment and spoke without thinking. Please, have mercy on me this time..."

Murong Wan stood on the auction stage, like an unapproachable iceberg. She snorted coldly, her voice as icy and biting as the north wind in winter.

She couldn't be bothered to listen to the young master's weak and feeble explanation. She simply waved her hand, her movements elegant yet carrying an undeniable authority: "Guards, take this person who is disrupting the auction out."

"According to the rules, break both legs and throw him out of the neighborhood."

Her tone was casual, as if she were talking about a trivial matter. However, her words contained an unquestionable absolute authority and a chilling killing intent, making everyone present shudder.

This is the foundation and style of the Murong family, a martial arts family in the ancient city. They have always been decisive and ruthless, and they will never show mercy to anyone who dares to challenge their authority.

The next second, as if appearing out of thin air, two men dressed in black appeared on either side of the playboy.

Their figures were as upright as pine trees, and their aura as deep and solid as mountains, like two mobile fortresses.

Their eyes were sharp as eagles, fixed on the纨绔 (playboy), and without a word, they stretched out their strong arms and lifted him up.

The spoiled brat's body was like a weak lamb in their hands, powerless to resist.

Only then did the纨绔 (a spoiled, dissolute young man) truly feel fear; his eyes widened, filled with despair and terror.

He struggled frantically, waving his hands wildly in the air and kicking his legs desperately, as if that would allow him to break free from the two men's hold.

He screamed hoarsely, his voice trembling with fear: "I am Lei Heng! My father is Lei Tian, ​​you can't touch me... My father is a prominent figure in the ancient city, if you dare to mess with me, he won't let you get away with it..."

Murong Wan stood there, her eyes unwavering, as if the arrogant young master's shouts were nothing more than the buzzing of a mosquito.

She simply added, her voice still calm and indifferent: "Pass down the word, the Lei family of Gucheng will henceforth be blacklisted by the Qinren Club."

"His clansmen and dogs are not allowed to step within a hundred paces of the clubhouse."

"Those who violate this rule will bear the consequences themselves."

These words were like a bombshell, causing an uproar in the auction hall.

Everyone knew that since the Murong family had said such a thing, it meant that the Lei family's days in the ancient city would become extremely difficult.

The Murong family's influence extends to every corner of the ancient city; suppressing a family is as easy for them as crushing an ant.

Upon hearing these words, the纨绔 (wán kù, a spoiled young man) seemed to have his soul ripped out, collapsing limply in the hands of the two men, unable to utter a sound.

In the ancient city, those ordinary wealthy families, though they also navigate the bustling metropolis on a daily basis and accumulate considerable wealth, wield a certain degree of influence in their respective business fields.

However, when Murong Wan displayed such a tough and resolute attitude, severely punished the young master of the Lei family, and established the rule that neither the Lei family nor dogs were allowed to set foot within a hundred paces of the Qinren Club, they were probably still only in a state of superficial shock.

They were shocked by Murong Wan's forceful methods and her ruthless suppression of a family with some influence in the ancient city, but they didn't fully grasp the deeper meaning behind it. Only those truly at the top of the social circles, and those who had spent years navigating the world of ancient martial arts, truly understood the terrifying power and absolute rules that the name "Murong Family" represented in the ancient city!

The Murong family is a martial arts family that has stood the test of time for hundreds of years.

Their family's foundation is as deep as an unfathomable ocean, with countless experts within the family. They include not only top-tier powerhouses who dominate the ancient martial arts world, but also capable individuals with extensive connections and enormous influence in the business and political spheres.

Their rules are the rules of the ancient city; their words are the authority of the ancient city.

Anyone who dares to challenge the authority of the Murong family will pay a heavy price, just like the Lei family's young master who was dragged away. His family will also be implicated and fall into an abyss of no return.

Then, Murong Wan's gaze, like a nimble fish, swept across the direction where Xiao Chen was.

That gaze, seemingly casual, seemed to contain some profound meaning, causing Xiao Chen's heart to stir slightly, and he vaguely sensed that something was about to happen.

Then, with elegant and steady steps, she slowly walked to the center of the auction stage.

Her posture was as upright as a pine tree, and her temperament as elegant as an orchid. A well-fitting dress made her even more radiant.

She slightly raised her chin, her gaze sweeping across the room with firm confidence, and then said loudly, "It was just a minor incident, please don't take it to heart."

"At auctions, there are always some discordant voices from time to time, but that won't affect the excitement that follows."

"Now, I declare the first phase of the auction over."

Her voice was clear and melodious, echoing in the auction hall like a silver bell, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.

Upon hearing her words, the crowd fell silent, focusing their attention on her and awaiting the next steps.

Murong Wan paused slightly, her gaze sweeping over the bidders below the stage, whose auras had clearly changed.

Among these bidders were many experts from the ancient martial arts world. Their originally calm auras were now slightly fluctuating, clearly showing their anticipation for the upcoming second phase.

Just then, Murong Wan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a mysterious smile, and then she dropped a bombshell: "However, I can give you a hint here. The grand finale has been changed at the last minute. It is no longer the previously announced 'Qingyuan Sword Manual,' nor that mysterious ancient sword, but another... earth-shattering item."

"what?!"

These words were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly creating ripples.

Those experts from all sides who had been resting with their eyes closed, clearly there for the "Qingyuan Sword Manual," all opened their eyes at once.

Their eyes were filled with astonishment and confusion, as if they couldn't believe their ears.

The "Azure Origin Sword Manual" is a renowned sword manual in the ancient martial arts world. It is said that when cultivated to its peak, it can cleave through the void and possesses boundless power.

Of course, nobody knows for sure if it's true, but that's what the legend goes, and it's told with great detail and conviction. (End of Chapter)