My Ares Son-in-Law

This old man is the leader of the Wang family who has stood the test of time. Every decision he makes affects the rise and fall of the Wang family.

He is like a towering mountain, standing tall throughout the Wang family's development, sheltering the family from wind and rain, and guiding its direction.

He was one of the heroes who made outstanding contributions during the war years in China and whose name is worthy of being recorded in history!

Those were years filled with passion and fervor. Elder Wang Kun fought valiantly on the battlefield, using his wisdom and courage to make immortal contributions to the independence of the country and the liberation of the nation.

His deeds shine brightly in the long history of China, becoming a role model for future generations to admire and learn from.

How...how did he end up here?!
Zhou Fenfang's mind was in chaos, with countless questions flooding in like a tide.

Why would it appear in such a "small place" as an ancient city?
Although the ancient city was of a certain size, in the eyes of a great figure like the old patriarch of the Wang family, it was nothing more than an insignificant corner.

Why would someone appear at the opening ceremony of a "small company" like Xunjiang Group?

In Zhou Fenfang's view, Xunjiang Group was just a small company that had just started and had no influence, and it was not worth the old patriarch of the Wang family making such a grand visit.

Moreover, his words and his undisguised attitude clearly showed that the entire Wang family stood firmly and unequivocally on the side of Xunjiang Group!
He stood behind that kid Xiao Chen!
This was like a sudden storm, completely disrupting all of Zhou Fenfang's previous plans and arrangements.

She couldn't understand why the Wang family made such a choice.

why? !

What exactly is this for? !

Zhou Fenfang's heart was screaming wildly; she felt like a little bird trapped in a maze, unable to find a way out.

Can anyone tell her what this is?!

Wang family!

The Wang family has dominated the western region for decades, with deep roots and a flourishing legacy!

It was a family with enormous influence in the western region. Their power was deeply entrenched, like a huge and invisible net, covering the entire western region's business and political spheres.

Why would they risk a complete break with the equally powerful Zhou family and a full-scale war, yet still go to such lengths to protect a lone young man whose family has long been destroyed and who has no background or foundation?

It was like a high-stakes gamble; the Wang family had placed all their bets on a seemingly hopeless game. Zhou Fenfang simply couldn't understand the Wang family's crazy move.

A tremendous question and an unprecedented fear, like two cold, venomous snakes, carrying a chilling aura and deadly danger, suddenly sprang up from Zhou Fenfang's feet, traveled up her spine, and instantly coiled around her heart.

The feeling was like being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, making it almost impossible for her to breathe. Every heartbeat was accompanied by excruciating pain, as if her heart would be completely crushed by this venomous fear in the next second.

"Old Master Wang..."

Under Wang Kun's calm yet heavy gaze, Zhou Fenfang felt as if she were standing at the foot of a towering mountain. His gaze was like a boulder on the mountain, carrying an irresistible majesty and pressure, pressing directly on her.

All her arrogance, her usual haughty and domineering attitude, her domineering power, and her haughty demeanor that seemed to trample everything underfoot, all melted away in an instant, like the lingering snow in spring, under the scorching sun, vanishing completely.

She subconsciously bent slightly, her body seemingly pulled by an invisible force, involuntarily bending down.

The posture conveyed a deep sense of awe and instinctive fear. She used all her strength, feeling as if her throat was tightly blocked by a piece of rough sandpaper, making each syllable incredibly difficult to utter, before finally squeezing out those two words, filled with awe and trembling.

The sound was dry, like sandpaper rubbing hard on rough wood, hoarse and weak, as if a gentle breeze could blow it away.

Unless her brother, Zhou Yanhe, the head of the Zhou family, is present in person, given her status and seniority, she would be like an insignificant ant in front of this old man who has truly emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

This old man single-handedly built the Wang family's glorious legacy. His hands were stained with the blood of battle, and his wisdom and courage were honed through countless life-and-death trials.

His life was an epic saga, each chapter filled with glory and brilliance.

She didn't even have the right to have an equal dialogue with such a legendary figure.

Equal dialogue?

That was simply an unattainable dream for her.

Not to mention any disrespectful behavior, even a casual glance or a slight movement, could be seen as a challenge to the authority of the elderly, leading to unpredictable consequences.

It was a deep-seated awe and submission to absolute power and supreme status, awe that was deeply imprinted in her genes and could not be erased.

Wang Kun walked slowly, his steps neither hurried nor slow, yet carrying an innate composure and dignity.

Each step seemed to land on the rhythm of Zhou Fenfang's heartbeat, causing her heart to tremble.

As he passed by Zhou Fenfang, he deliberately paused for a moment, with a hint of warning.

That pause was like a sword hanging over Zhou Fenfang's head, ready to fall at any moment.

He didn't look at Zhou Fenfang; his gaze was fixed straight ahead, as if Zhou Fenfang was nothing more than an insignificant speck of dust in his eyes.

But the invisible pressure emanating from that old yet still upright body spread outwards as if it were a tangible force.

Zhou Fenfang felt the air around her become thick and heavy, as if she were wrapped in an invisible layer of glue, and each breath required a great deal of effort.

The oppressive aura made her legs weak, and she almost couldn't stand up. She could only desperately support her body to avoid collapsing to the ground on the spot.

He slowly opened his mouth, his lips moving slightly as if gathering boundless power.

He spoke, his voice not loud, not deafening like thunder, but like the clanging of metal, strong and resonant.

Every word seemed to have been forged through countless trials, carrying an unquestionable decisiveness, and was uttered crisply and cleanly.

The sound, clearly carried through the silent air, spread like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples that reached the ears of everyone present.

For Zhou Fenfang, the voice was like a heavy hammer, striking her heart hard and causing her heart to clench as if gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

"Young friend Xiao Chen, I have quite a history with you." (End of Chapter)