My Ares Son-in-Law

In Xiao Chen's view, if he were to force his way in at this moment, it would be tantamount to openly confronting this mysterious force head-on.

Once a conflict breaks out, the consequences will be unimaginable. Not only will it bring endless trouble to itself, but it will also put the Qin family members who are currently in the villa in an even more dangerous situation, which would be an unpredictable catastrophe.

He thought to himself that he had come to help the Qin family solve their problems, not to cause trouble.

He didn't want to reveal his special identity and background, and he didn't want to implicate the Qin family because of his impulsiveness.

Therefore, the reckless act of forcibly breaking in must be abandoned, and a more appropriate method must be chosen.

After quickly weighing the pros and cons, Xiao Chen made a decisive move, taking a few steps back and steadily retreating beyond the warning line.

His steps were steady and powerful, each step seemingly carefully measured.

At the same time, his brain was like a high-speed computer, rapidly thinking of a solution.

In the current situation, conventional methods are clearly not feasible, and we can only rely on some special connections.

He knew very well that if he showed his identification, he could easily enter the restricted area.

After all, the power and authority represented by that certificate were enough to deter these martial artists from interfering.

However, this would completely expose his identity, triggering a series of uncontrollable chain reactions, which was definitely not the outcome he wanted to see.

Therefore, asking someone for help is the safest option right now.

Several trustworthy candidates flashed through his mind, and in the end, he called Di Tianyan directly.

Di Tianyan is not only the head of the War God Alliance in the western region, but also enjoys high prestige and extensive connections in both the martial arts world and the government. In addition, he has another special identity that is unknown to most people, which can often play a huge role at critical moments.

The call connected quickly, and Xiao Chen lowered his voice, saying concisely and clearly, "Come to the Qin family's old residence..."

Then, he briefly explained the current situation over the phone, his tone revealing a hint of seriousness and urgency.

Di Tianyan on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, seemingly processing the information quickly, before decisively saying, "Okay, I'll send someone over."

He was well aware of Xiao Chen's situation and concerns. He couldn't come in person, otherwise it would be easy to expose Xiao Chen's identity. After all, Xiao Chen's identity was extremely sensitive, and once exposed, it would cause a huge uproar.

Therefore, sending someone to handle it is the most appropriate solution.

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Chen stood there, waiting patiently and quietly.

The surroundings were completely silent, as if time had frozen.

Only the rustling of the wind through the leaves sounded exceptionally clear in this quiet atmosphere.

The wary gazes of those martial artists remained fixed on him as if they were tangible, as if trying to see right through him.

But Xiao Chen remained calm and waited quietly for reinforcements to arrive. He believed that the people arranged by Di Tianyan would arrive soon, and then the current predicament would naturally be resolved.

About ten minutes passed, and time seemed to stretch out, with each second filled with anxious anticipation.

In this quiet yet tense atmosphere, a black Hongqi sedan, like a ghost, wore an extremely conspicuous special license plate. The logo on the plate seemed to carry an invisible majesty, making everything around it pale in comparison.

The car silently drove into the restricted area, the tires making a slight sound as they rubbed against the ground, and came to a steady stop next to the villa gate, like an unshakeable black fortress.

The car door slowly opened, and the creaking sound was particularly clear in the quiet environment.

A middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit stepped out, his figure as upright as a pine tree, like an unyielding mountain peak.

The Zhongshan suit fit his body perfectly, highlighting his strong physique.

His face was resolute, his features as sharp as if carved by a knife and axe, revealing a steadfastness that had weathered many storms. His gaze was piercing, his eyes seemingly able to penetrate all pretense and disguise, reaching the very essence of things.

His sharp gaze swept around the area, like a hawk searching for prey, taking in everything around him.

He quickly locked onto Xiao Chen, who was standing in the corner, and strode over with a gaze as sharp as a laser beam.

His steps were steady and powerful, each step firm and solid, as if carrying an unstoppable momentum.

Upon approaching Xiao Chen, the middle-aged man offered no pleasantries. His expression was serious and solemn, as if he were carrying out an extremely sacred mission.

With a sharp "snap," he stood ramrod straight, like a javelin, and gave an extremely standard and crisp military salute.

Every movement of the military salute was precise and flawless, as if it had been practiced hundreds of times.

His voice was loud and powerful, like a booming bell: "Mr. Xiao! I have been ordered to come and assist you! You can call me Yang Zheng!"

The sound echoed in the air, seemingly carrying a reassuring power.

Xiao Chen nodded slightly, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes.

He gained a new appreciation for Di Tianyan's efficiency. He hadn't expected that someone would be sent over so quickly, and such a capable person at that.

He secretly rejoiced, thinking that with Yang Zheng around, things should go much more smoothly from now on.

The middle-aged man named Yang Zheng acted with extreme decisiveness and efficiency, without any hesitation or delay.

He immediately turned around and led Xiao Chen toward the villa gate.

The steps were firm and swift, as if carrying a determination to accomplish the mission.

The two martial artists who had previously blocked Xiao Chen stepped forward again, like two gatekeepers.

They were about to speak when their serious expressions seemed to say, "You can't just walk in here."

However, Yang Zheng had already pulled out a special dark black document with the national emblem printed on the cover from his pocket.

The document shimmered with a mysterious light in the sunlight, as if it contained boundless power.

He quickly opened up in front of the two of them, his movements fluid and natural.

After the two martial artists saw the contents and level of the credentials, their expressions changed drastically, and their originally serious expressions instantly became extremely respectful.

Their eyes were wide open, as if they had seen something incredible.

He immediately stood at attention again, straightening his back, his body taut like a fully drawn bowstring.

They raised their hands to salute, their movements so synchronized and uniform, as if they had undergone rigorous training.

Their expressions became extremely respectful, as if the person before them was the most revered being in their hearts.

Yang Zheng, however, was extremely perceptive. He stopped them with a subtle, almost imperceptible glance.

That gaze, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, was brief yet carried an undeniable authority.

He didn't let them speak, but said in a deep, powerful voice, as if carrying an irresistible magic: "I will take responsibility for bringing this gentleman in. Open the door!"

The words were resounding and echoed in the air, carrying an irrefutable force. (End of Chapter)