My Ares Son-in-Law

A moment later, the phone screen lit up, and a location message popped up: Qingyang Sword Sect Headquarters.

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Twenty minutes later, the Mercedes stopped in front of a magnificent manor. The manor was nestled against the mountains and beside the water, with a vermilion gate that was three zhang high. Two lifelike stone lions stood in front of the gate, exuding an ancient and majestic aura. This was the headquarters of the Qingyang Sword Sect.

The driver, gazing at the heavily guarded gate, each with a tense demeanor and sharp, eagle-like eyes, felt a surge of worry and couldn't help but speak up to dissuade him: "Mr. Xiao, you've only recently arrived in the provincial capital, and your foundation is not yet secure. Isn't it too risky to visit the Qingyang Sword Sect at this time? They have a long-standing relationship with the Lü family. If something were to happen to them, I would have difficulty explaining myself to the Martial Arts Army..."

Xiao Chen ignored the advice, opened the car door, and stood with his hands behind his back. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on him, outlining his tall and straight figure. A faint aura surrounded him, making the surrounding air seem to freeze slightly.

He walked straight toward the gate of the Qingyang Sword Sect with steady steps and no ripples in his heart. In his eyes, the Qingyang Sword Sect was nothing more than a trivial test.

"Who goes there! Halt!" Two imposing guards immediately stepped forward, their hands on their swords at their waists, and shouted sharply, their eyes full of vigilance.

"Xiao Chen."

The two words, once uttered, were like a thunderclap!
The two guards' pupils constricted as they stared intently at the seemingly young man before them, their hearts churning with shock! He was Xiao Chen! The culprit who had slaughtered a direct descendant of the Lü family, causing the Qingyang Sword Sect and the Lü family to turn against each other and fall into a dilemma! How dare he so brazenly deliver himself to their doorstep!

These days, the Lü family and the Qingyang Sword Sect are at loggerheads, and Sect Master Zhao Ruixiang is furious every day, ordering a nationwide manhunt for this scoundrel. The two immediately circulated their inner energy, their true qi surging, ready to capture this arrogant brat!

"Mr. Xiao!" Just then, a figure strode out from inside the door to greet him. It was Lin Zhenghao. He bowed respectfully to Xiao Chen, his waist almost parallel to the ground. This humble posture left the two guards dumbfounded.

They had never seen Lin Zhenghao so respectful to anyone, not even when facing Sect Master Zhao Ruixiang, he had never lowered his proud head like this!

Lin Zhenghao turned his head and sternly rebuked the two guards: "How dare you be so rude! Mr. Xiao is the head of the family and a distinguished guest. How can you be so presumptuous!" He appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, his back was already soaked with cold sweat, and he was worried about Xiao Chen's safety.

The two guards looked at each other in disbelief. Seeing that Lin Zhenghao was truly enraged, they had no choice but to suppress their anger, reluctantly lower their heads and retreat to the side, their eyes still fixed on Xiao Chen with hostility.

"Mr. Xiao, please follow me." Lin Zhenghao led Xiao Chen through the antique courtyard, where the bluestone path underfoot meandered and was flanked by lush pine and cypress trees.

He lowered his voice and nervously instructed, "Today, the Qingyang Sword Sect has invited a prominent figure from the New Martial Arts Association to mediate the conflict with the Lü family. That distinguished guest has not yet arrived, so the patriarch should not make things too difficult for you. Please be patient for a moment and do not act impulsively..."

As he said this, his eyes flickered, as if afraid that Xiao Chen's fiery temper would flare up on the spot and completely ruin the situation.

Xiao Chen walked on indifferently, his steps unwavering, ignoring the advice. He sneered inwardly: Patience? When has Xiao Chen ever needed to consider anyone's feelings?
Inside the council hall of the Qingyang Sword Sect, the atmosphere was so heavy it was almost suffocating. The sandalwood incense wafted through the air, but it couldn't dispel the gunpowder smell permeating the atmosphere.

Seated at the head of the table was an elderly man in a blue Taoist robe, with a resolute face and piercing eyes, exuding an imposing aura. He was none other than Zhao Ruixiang, the sect leader of the Qingyang Sword Sect. On the armchairs on either side sat the core figures of the Qingyang Sword Sect. Apart from a bright-eyed, white-toothed girl in a pink dress, the rest were all white-haired, deep-set old men.

The girl was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with skin as white as snow and features as beautiful as a painting. She was Zhao Ruixiang's only daughter, Zhao Lina, a martial arts genius that the Qingyang Sword Sect had not seen in a hundred years. She had already stepped into the Grandmaster realm at a young age.

She looked at Xiao Chen who walked in with curiosity, her clear eyes full of doubt: This seemingly ordinary young man was the reason why Lin Zhenghao was willing to betray the Lü family and create estrangement with his own family to protect him.

The moment Xiao Chen stepped into the hall, countless sharp gazes shot towards him like swords, filled with scrutiny, hostility, and dissatisfaction. The air was thick with tension and murderous intent!
Xiao Chen calmly surveyed the entire room, his gaze sweeping over the angry faces of the elders, past Zhao Lina's curious eyes, and finally settling on Zhao Ruixiang in the main seat, his heart unmoved. In his eyes, the hostility of these people was nothing more than the chirping of ants, utterly insignificant.

"You are Xiao Chen?" Zhao Ruixiang's authoritative voice broke the silence of the hall, his tone filled with scrutiny and dissatisfaction, as if he were judging a junior who had made a serious mistake.

Xiao Chen stood with his hands behind his back, not even glancing at the person in the main seat, and walked straight to the open space in the center of the hall, completely ignoring him. He sneered inwardly: Did he even deserve to respond to such meaningless nonsense?

A burly old man sitting nearby suddenly slammed his fist on the table and stood up. It was Zhao Bei, the Grand Elder of the Qingyang Sword Sect. Pointing at Xiao Chen, his hair stood on end in fury, he roared, "Boy! The Sect Master is asking you a question! Are you deaf?! How dare you be so arrogant and domineering in the Qingyang Sword Sect! You have no idea how imposing you are!"

He was furious. This kid was just a greenhorn who dared to act arrogantly on the territory of the Qingyang Sword Sect just because he had some martial arts skills. Did he really think that the Qingyang Sword Sect was invincible?

Xiao Chen slowly turned his head, coldly glancing at Zhao Bei, a mocking smile playing on his lips, his voice icy: "Just because he asks, does that mean I have to answer?"

From the moment he stepped into the gates of the Qingyang Sword Sect, he showed no intention of compromising whatsoever!
He has come today not to negotiate, nor to beg for mercy, but to declare to the Qingyang Sword Sect that this is their only chance to curry favor with him! If they do not know how to be worthy, they will bear the consequences!

"And another thing," Xiao Chen's gaze fell on the hand Zhao Bei was pointing at, his tone growing colder and more resolute, "If you dare to point at me again, I, Xiao Chen, will take these hands!"

mad!
Unparalleled madness!

He stormed into the headquarters of the Qingyang Sword Sect all by himself, and dared to be so arrogant in front of a hall full of martial arts masters!

The atmosphere in the entire Qingyang Sword Sect hall froze instantly; you could hear a pin drop! The sandalwood incense seemed to stop flowing, and everyone's eyes were focused on Xiao Chen, filled with shock, anger, and disbelief!
Zhao Bei was furious, his chest heaving violently, his inner energy surging wildly, ready to unleash his power on the spot and grind this arrogant brat to dust!

Lin Zhenghao's expression changed drastically. He rushed forward and grabbed the man's arm, urgently saying, "Elder, please calm down! Mr. Xiao has always been like this; he didn't mean to offend me. Please, for my sake, don't hold it against him..."

He knew perfectly well that Xiao Chen's strength on the martial arts stage had far exceeded their expectations; no one in the Qingyang Sword Sect could stop him! (End of Chapter)