My Ares Son-in-Law

At this moment, Yun Yuyan's eyes were glazed over, and her mouth was slightly open, as if she had not yet recovered from the shock she had just experienced.

Zhou Keying's voice returned to its usual calmness, but carried a faint hint of excitement, like an undercurrent about to surge beneath a calm lake, foreshadowing the coming storm.

"Yu Yan, it seems that the ancient city is destined to be anything but peaceful tomorrow."

"A good show may have only just begun."

Her eyes sparkled with anticipation, as if she couldn't wait to see what would happen next.

Yun Yuyan was extremely shocked; her heart was in turmoil.

Because she knew a secret that no one else knew—the young Xiao Chen was the God of War.

The news was like a bombshell, exploding in her heart and leaving her unable to calm down for a long time.

She couldn't help but wonder to herself: Isn't Xiao Chen afraid of exposing his identity?

In this dangerous and scheming world, exposing one's identity means putting oneself in the spotlight, facing threats and attacks from all sides at any time.

"Perhaps he no longer cares about anything else because he's searching for his wife..."

Yun Yuyan took a deep breath, as if to exhale all the shock and doubt in her heart.

She was actually quite envious of Jiang Meng, that she had a man who was crazy about her.

In her view, love should be like this: reckless and courageous.

Even if there are mountains of knives and seas of fire ahead, they are willing to brave them for the sake of their loved ones.

This pure and passionate love filled her heart with longing and emotion.

……

In the western part of the ancient city, a villa that resembles a masterpiece of modern art stands quietly.

This villa is extremely modern. From the outside, the lines are simple and smooth, and the glass and metal materials are cleverly integrated. Under the sunlight, it shimmers with a cool and dazzling light.

The villa is surrounded by a high wall, with a dense network of surveillance cameras installed on top, like loyal guards protecting the peace of the place day and night.

At the main gate, several tall security guards in black uniforms stood ready, their eyes scanning every passerby with vigilance, exuding an atmosphere of strict security.

Inside the villa, a brightly lit conference room with an area of ​​nearly 100 square meters was in use.

A luxurious crystal chandelier hangs high from the ceiling, like a dazzling star in the night sky, emitting a soft yet bright light that illuminates every inch of the conference room as if it were daytime.

However, the bright light could not dispel the heavy atmosphere in the air, as if an invisible haze was pressing heavily on everyone's heart.

Eighteen people sat solemnly around a huge oval mahogany conference table.

These people include both men and women, and most of them are middle-aged or older.

Their attire was impeccably chosen; the men wore sharp suits and impeccably tied ties, exuding authority and composure in every gesture; the women wore elegant suits or graceful dresses, with exquisite makeup and extraordinary temperament.

Their brows either carried the majesty cultivated from long-term high positions, making people dare not look them directly in the eye; or they concealed shrewdness and calculation, as if every glance could see into people's hearts.

They are the core decision-making body of the Chen family, the pillars that support the family's enduring presence in the ancient city.

Over the years, thanks to their outstanding wisdom and decisive decisions, the Chen family has occupied a pivotal position in the business and political circles of the ancient city.

At this moment, however, they were summoned here by an unexpected message, and everyone's face was filled with seriousness and solemnity. Chen Ziyan sat near the end, a position that was originally most suitable for the younger generation of the family to listen and learn. Here, they could quietly observe the words and deeds of the family elders and absorb their experience and wisdom.

However, at this moment, this position made her feel like she was sitting on pins and needles, as if countless tiny needles were pricking her buttocks, making her restless.

Her face was frighteningly pale, almost devoid of any color, like a flower withering in the cold wind.

Her slender fingers gripped the latest smartphone tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force, her nails digging deep into her palms, leaving crescent-shaped white marks, as if she could find the answers in the phone.

Her gaze was fixed on the news flash on the screen, which had been read countless times, as if she wanted to burn through those few lines of text.

Those few lines of text were like sharp daggers, piercing straight into her heart and causing her unbearable pain.

"Xunjiang Group...Xiao Chen..."

These words swirled in her mind like a curse, refusing to leave.

Various speculations and images kept flashing through her mind, each one filling her with fear and unease.

"Xiao Chen... Xun Jiang... Could it be that the God of War King has returned!"

The moment this thought arose, it was like a bomb exploding in her mind, making her tremble all over.

She knew all too well how powerful the God of War was; he was a being that struck fear into the hearts of countless people.

She couldn't even imagine what challenges and crises the Chen family would face if he really did return.

What terrified and disbelieved her most was that when she reviewed the news content word by word, it was clearly mentioned that the legal representative of the newly registered Xunjiang Group was none other than Xiao Chen!
These few words seemed to possess boundless magic, instantly turning her world upside down.

"The God of War...he's not dead?"

"That War God King who disappeared years ago, and whom everyone thought should have died in the ancient city, is actually still alive?!"

Chen Ziyan felt a chill run from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, as if an invisible hand had instantly gripped her heart, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

She felt her blood freezing, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Various rumors about the God of War kept popping into her mind.

He was a legendary figure in the martial arts world, possessing superb martial arts skills and ruthless methods. He had stirred up countless bloody storms in the martial arts world of the Dragon Kingdom.

Several years ago, the God of War suddenly disappeared, and many people speculated that he had died in a battle in the ancient city.

But now, this person who should have died has reappeared in people's sight in this way.

"Same name?"

"What a coincidence!"

"The group's name is 'Xunjiang,' and the legal representative is 'Xiao Chen.' This is practically a blatant declaration that the War God King is coming back!"

The more Chen Ziyan thought about it, the more terrifying it became, as if she could see a huge vortex rushing towards the Chen family.

"But...how dare he?!"

Chen Ziyan's breathing became rapid, her chest heaving violently, like a wild beast trapped in a cage. (End of Chapter)