My Ares Son-in-Law

What made Lu Haoxuan even more desperate was that the other party did not take his father, who was famous and ranked on the Dragon Kingdom's Heavenly River Ranking and had a very high prestige in the ancient city and even the entire martial arts world, seriously at all!
His contemptuous attitude made it seem as if his father was nothing more than an ant, not worthy of his attention.

He felt ice-cold all over, the chill running from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, every hair on his body stood on end, and he trembled uncontrollably.

In the last moment before his consciousness faded, his vision became somewhat blurry, but he seemed to see Xiao Chen surrounded by a faint, ethereal, and soul-chilling crimson aura!

The malevolent aura was like a burning flame, yet it also exuded endless coldness and evil, as if it contained endless slaughter and death. Anyone who got close would be devoured and left with nothing but bones.

"No...don't kill me...my Lu family is willing to pay any price!"

Lu Haoxuan shouted hoarsely, his voice filled with fear and pleading.

His legs went weak and could no longer support his weight, so he collapsed in the damp corner.

The once expensive suit was now stained with dirt and blood, and looked tattered, just like his disheveled appearance.

He once thought he was someone no one in the ancient city dared to mess with. With the power of the Lu family and his father's reputation, he could do whatever he wanted in the ancient city and no one would dare to disobey his wishes.

Only now, standing before this devilish man, did he truly understand what despair meant.

That profound sense of powerlessness overwhelmed him like a tidal wave, leaving him with no strength left to struggle.

The man before me seemed to have walked out of hell, radiating a suffocating chill.

The chill was so intense that it seemed to freeze the surrounding air, making it difficult for Lu Haoxuan to breathe.

"Any price?"

The man's deep voice echoed in the empty alley, tinged with amusement, as if he were teasing a prey that was about to be caught.

The sound struck Lu Haoxuan's heart like a heavy hammer, making his heart beat faster involuntarily.

"Including your Lu family's thousand-year-old blood ginseng, and all the wealth your father treasured?"

The man's tone was tinged with provocation and a hint of testing, his eyes fixed on Lu Haoxuan, not missing a single expression on his face.

A glimmer of hope suddenly burst forth in Lu Haoxuan's eyes, a light like a ray of dawn in the darkness, making him feel as if he had grasped the last straw.

He nodded hurriedly, his head bobbing like a chick pecking at rice.
"I'll give it all to you, you can have it all!"

"If you let me go, I'll have someone fetch it right away!"

"I swear on the honor of the Lu family that I will never break my promise!"

His voice was urgent and sincere, as if he were afraid the man would change his mind.

Lu Haoxuan suppressed his inner humiliation, outwardly putting on a subservient appearance, his head almost touching the ground, his body trembling slightly, his voice trembling and pleading:
"Please, spare me! I'll do anything you ask if you'll let me go."

Anyone who saw him would think that he was truly remorseful and terrified.

But in reality, his heart was screaming wildly, his anger and resentment churning and surging in his chest like a volcano about to erupt.

He gritted his teeth and swore in his heart: if he survived today, he would make this arrogant brat taste all the cruelest tortures in the world! He would lock him in a dark and sunless dungeon and brand him with a red-hot iron, making every inch of his skin suffer excruciating pain.
He would use sharp bamboo skewers to pierce the other person's fingernails one by one, listening to the shrill screams and feeling the other person struggling in pain.

He would also tie the victim to a wooden stake and let hungry rats gnaw at his flesh and blood bit by bit, causing him to die slowly in endless torment!
Not only that, he also wanted his father to send all the experts of the Lu family to tear this brat to pieces!

Chop his body into mincemeat and throw it into the wilderness to feed the wild beasts, so that he will die without a burial place!

And there's that girl named Yun Yuyan beside him, he wants to...

As he thought of the most wicked things, all sorts of unbearable images flashed through Lu Haoxuan's mind. He could barely control the smile on his lips, a smile filled with twisted excitement and cruel pleasure.

In his view, the fact that the other party had started to negotiate meant that there was still a chance for things to turn around. As long as he could keep the other party calm and get away, the nightmare for this kid and the people around him would begin.

However, before the smile on his lips could even appear, it froze on his face, as if instantly encased in an invisible layer of frost.

The expression that had been filled with anticipation and smugness instantly turned stiff and terrified.

"pity,"

Xiao Chen's voice was as cold as ice, like a death warrant from the deepest hell.
"I'm not interested in those."

"I only want your life."

The voice was devoid of any warmth or emotion, as if it were announcing something utterly ordinary.

Lu Haoxuan's pupils contracted sharply, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world, his eyes filled with fear and despair.

Before he could react, a scorching stream of air pierced his throat like lightning.

The airflow carried a powerful force, instantly damaging the tissue in his throat and causing him a sharp pain.

He felt his life slipping away rapidly, like sand in an hourglass, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't stop it from disappearing.

He wanted to shout, to call for help, to curse one last time, but his throat was severely damaged by the scorching airflow, and he could only let out a hoarse "hoarse" sound, like the mournful cry of a wounded beast, full of helplessness and despair.

His face turned from deathly pale to bluish-purple, veins bulged on his forehead, large beads of sweat rolled down his face, and his body began to convulse uncontrollably.

Finally, with a crisp "crack," his neck was completely snapped, his eyes wide open, dying with his lifeless gaze gone.

Lu Haoxuan, the second young master of the Lu family, was once a domineering and arrogant playboy in the ancient city, but he has now fallen from grace.

His body lay limply on the ground, his limbs twisted into strange positions, blood flowing continuously from the corners of his mouth and wounds, staining the ground red.

Xiao Chen tossed the corpse to the ground expressionlessly, his eyes as indifferent as ice, as if he had just thrown away nothing more than a piece of insignificant trash.

He was not a bloodthirsty person and usually adhered to the principle of not killing easily, but some threats had to be completely eliminated.

If he lets these three go, given the power behind them and their ruthless methods, those close to him will inevitably be in danger and could suffer their retaliation and harm at any time.

Moreover, this kind of scum, relying on his family background, commits all sorts of evil deeds and bullies the innocent. If he doesn't die, then it would be irresponsible of the War God King to live with himself. (End of this chapter)