My Ares Son-in-Law

Although Yun Yuyan knew in her heart that Xiao Chen was very capable, after all, what had just happened was there, leaving her no choice but to believe it.

But to say that Xiao Chen is invincible is, in her opinion, a huge joke; he must be bragging!
Zhou Keying stood there, her eyes filled with a complex mix of belief and doubt.

She tilted her head slightly, her gaze fixed on Xiao Chen, as if she could capture the hidden truth from his every move and smile.

The expressions of the two bodyguards kept replaying in her mind. The horror on their faces was as if they had seen the most terrifying thing in the world, and pain emanated from every pore. They didn't look like they were acting at all.

Could this guy really be a reclusive powerhouse?
Zhou Keying couldn't help but feel uneasy.

In this seemingly ordinary world, are there really powerful individuals with extraordinary abilities who remain hidden among the crowd and unknown to others?

Could Xiao Chen be one of them?
She gently shook her head, trying to clear her mind from this chaotic thought.

But the more this happened, the more those questions grew wildly in her heart like vines.

She really didn't know whether to believe Xiao Chen or treat him as a braggart.

Perhaps Xiao Chen really does have some skills, after all, what just happened was too bizarre and could not have been done by an ordinary person.

But when it comes to invincible powerhouses, she still feels that it's mostly a lie.

How could there possibly be such an amazing person in this world?

If he really exists, then why would he be here, and why would he have this kind of interaction with me?
"Never mind, it's late, I'm going to wash up!"

Just then, Yun Yuyan broke the somewhat dull atmosphere. She stretched and yawned as she spoke.

Then, she walked briskly toward the washroom.

She didn't want to listen to Xiao Chen's boasting anymore; she was tired of hearing those fantastical stories.

The night was as dark as ink, like a huge black silk ribbon, tightly enveloping Xiao Chen's villa in silence.

Outside the window, the moonlight was hazy, and the occasional chirping of insects added to the tranquility.

In the living room, the magnificent crystal chandelier cast a soft glow, like a light veil enveloping the entire space.

However, the halo could not dispel the subtle tension in the air, as if an invisible string was gently tugging at everyone's heart.

In the vast space, only Xiao Chen and Zhou Keying remained at this moment.

The previous hustle and bustle receded like the tide, and an indescribable quiet spread out.

This quiet was different from the usual tranquility; it carried a sense of oppression, as if one could hear the faint breathing of others, intertwining and echoing in the silent air.

Zhou Keying leaned back slowly against the armrest of the expensive leather sofa, her body slightly relaxed, yet she maintained a vigilant posture.

Her beautiful eyes, like the brightest stars in the night sky, were fixed on Xiao Chen without blinking.

The light outlined the contours of his profile: a high, straight nose and tightly closed lips. He appeared calm and serene, yet seemed to harbor a bottomless, icy pool within.

That icy pool seemed to hold countless secrets, compelling one to explore them. For some reason, a strong thought swirled and grew in her mind, like a seed taking root and sprouting within her.

Could Xiao Chen be the legendary ancient martial arts master?
Those beings recorded in ancient books who possessed extraordinary martial arts skills and mysterious powers.

They live in seclusion, detached from worldly affairs, yet they can display astonishing strength at crucial moments.

Xiao Chen's actions just now seem to fit the characteristics of an ancient martial artist.

But is that really possible?
In this technologically advanced era, do ancient martial arts practitioners still exist?
Zhou Keying was filled with doubts, yet she couldn't help but want to believe this seemingly absurd yet alluring idea.

Once this thought appeared in Zhou Keying's mind, it quickly and tightly wrapped around her heart like a wildly growing vine.

The vines tightened their grip, causing a dull ache in her heart, yet she had no desire to break free. Instead, she desperately hoped it was real, a longing welling up from the depths of her heart, like parched land yearning for rain.

She knew all too well the truth behind this seemingly orderly land of the Dragon Kingdom.

On this vast land, secular laws are like a finely woven net, attempting to encompass everything and maintain a semblance of peace and harmony.

However, those who truly control the invisible rules and transcend worldly laws are the ancient martial artists with extraordinary powers!
They are like a giant hand hidden in the darkness, silently controlling everything.

These ancient martial arts practitioners could turn the world upside down with a flick of their wrist.

When their strength reaches a certain level, worldly laws are nothing more than worthless pieces of paper in their eyes.

They are even able to make their own rules; on this land, they are the embodiment of the rules.

Life and death are decided in a single thought; if they so desire, a person's life or death can be decided as easily as an ant's.

If Xiao Chen truly possesses sufficient strength and is indeed a legendary ancient martial artist, then the seemingly hopeless predicament before him might be resolved instantly, like ice and snow under the sun.

He was like a sharp sword, capable of cutting through the heavy shackles binding them; and like a sturdy giant ship, capable of carrying them to the safe shore amidst turbulent waves.

He will be able to reclaim everything he has lost; the wealth, status, and dignity that were ruthlessly taken away will all return to his hands.

It could even... change the fate of all of them, allowing them to escape the shadows and move towards a bright and splendid future.

However, reality is always so cruel; it's like a bucket of icy cold water, ready to extinguish the flame of hope that has just been ignited within her.

Xiao Chen's age is obvious; he's not even twenty yet, and his youthful face still carries a hint of immaturity.

Even if he started cultivating from the womb, it is impossible for him to become an ancient martial artist in less than twenty years.

The cultivation of ancient martial arts practitioners is a long and arduous path full of hardships and challenges, requiring the accumulation of time and countless trials on the brink of life and death.

He's at most an ordinary martial artist who has come into contact with martial arts. Even if he's exceptionally talented and reaches the level of a Dragon Vein martial artist, it's still useless.

Although Dragon Vein warriors are stronger than ordinary warriors, they are still no match for true ancient martial artists.

In the eyes of ancient martial artists, Dragon Vein martial artists are nothing more than greenhorns who have just stepped into the threshold of ancient martial arts. (End of this chapter)