My Ares Son-in-Law

"Respect?" Lu Wenhou seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. He suddenly grabbed her by the neck and lifted her up violently. Looking at her cheeks, which were flushed red from suffocation, a violent glint flashed in his eyes. Then he suddenly released her, letting her fall to the ground.

"I almost forgot, you're the fiancée I paid a deposit for." He looked down at Zhou Keying, who was coughing awkwardly, his tone sinister.

Zhou Keying collapsed onto the cold floor, coughing violently, a sharp pain shooting through her chest. She glared at the demon before her: "This is my home! You have no right to act so arrogantly here!"

"The Zhou family?" Lu Wenhou scoffed, his tone full of disdain. "In the eyes of my Lu family, they are nothing but ants that can be crushed at any time! I've come today to inform you of three things,"

He leaned close to her ear, his voice like a viper's hiss, carrying a deadly threat: "First, you must not step out of the provincial capital without my permission, otherwise, I will let you experience firsthand what it means to wish you were dead."

"Secondly, the wedding date will be moved forward. The day I return from my seclusion in the Zhongnan Mountains will be the day you enter my home. Be a good girl and prepare your dowry, and wait to be my bride."

"Third, that bastard Xiao Chen won't last three days in the provincial capital. I will personally take action and make sure he dies a horrible death."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly flicked his sleeve, and a powerful and sharp force slammed into Zhou Keying like a heavy hammer, slamming her hard against the wall behind her!
With a muffled thud, a piercing pain shot through her back, and Zhou Keying's vision went black; she nearly fainted. Through her hazy memory, she heard the demon leave its final warning, laced with chilling killing intent:
"Remember my words. If I find out that you have done anything you shouldn't have, the entire Zhou family will disappear from the provincial capital."

When Zhou Keying came back to her senses, the spot where Lu Wenhou had just been standing was now empty, with only the curtains fluttering slightly in the wind.

Her clear eyes were fixed on the slightly ajar window, her fingertips digging deep into her palms, almost drawing blood. Her lips were pressed into a stubborn line, and the words squeezed out between her teeth were resolute and unwavering: "Lord Lü Wen, even if I die and my soul dissipates, I will never belong to you."

……

Xiao Chen had already arrived at his villa in the provincial capital.

As for Lin Zhenghao, he was also arranged to live here.

The villa was very large and quiet. In addition, he had set up an array around it, making it very safe, unlike the villa in the ancient city, where once someone started cultivating, the entire residential area would be disturbed.

In the days that followed, he instructed Lin Zhenghao to master the mental cultivation method he had taught him.

Furthermore, one must surpass Zhao Ruixiang, the current sect leader of the Qingyang Sword Sect, in cultivation level within one month.

If you can't do that, you're not qualified to continue following him.

Although Lin Zhenghao felt that this goal was almost a pipe dream, holding the jade slip containing the essence of Chinese light and the few pills that were permeated with the fragrance of medicine, he finally nodded heavily in agreement.

With his current meager cultivation level, he is indeed unworthy to serve Xiao Chen at his side.

In Xiao Chen's opinion, Lin Zhenghao's aptitude was much higher than Zhao Ruixiang's. The reason why his cultivation was not as good as Zhao Ruixiang's was simply because the Qingyang Sword Sect did not provide him with resources.

With enough resources, even half a month would be enough, let alone a month.

As Xiao Chen stepped into the room, he felt that the space was too quiet. The two figures who used to whisper and laugh were gone, and the room felt strangely desolate.

However, he also had a lot more free time, as he couldn't quite handle Yun Yuyan's enthusiasm.

After all, he's a man too.

As for Zhou Keying, Zhou Jiagen is basically located here, so it would be very convenient for her to come if she wanted to. However, it would be best if she didn't come.

He was willing to help Zhou Keying as a friend, but absolutely not with any personal feelings involved, and did not want Zhou Keying to misunderstand because of it.

Thinking of this, he took out his phone, dialed Zhou Keying's number, and also wanted to inquire about the old ailments of her elders.

With his skills, curing such a serious and chronic disease would not be difficult.

However, the phone kept ringing with a persistent notification tone until it automatically disconnected, and no one answered.

Xiao Chen's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, then relaxed, deciding to try contacting them again later. If he still received no response, he would personally go to the Zhou family to investigate.

Then, he took out a spirit stone from his pocket, sat cross-legged in the center of the quiet room, closed his eyes and concentrated, guiding the flow of energy within his body.

Lost in his cultivation, Xiao Chen noticed the sky outside his window was already dark with ink. Suddenly, a faint sound of someone climbing over the wall startled him awake. The sound wasn't loud, but with his cultivation level, he could hear even an ant crawling by clearly, let alone someone climbing over the wall and breaking into his villa.

A cold star seemed to flash across his eyes.

He slowly inhaled and exhaled, gathering all the surging energy around him, before getting up and walking towards the door.

He has only been here a short time, and it is late at night with heavy dew. Who would come to visit at this time?

Moreover, they even climbed over the wall to get in; they were definitely uninvited guests.

enemy?

He frowned slightly. Did his enemies find out he lived here so quickly?

If that's the case, then he has to commend these people; their intelligence work is quite good.

A slight doubt arose in Xiao Chen's mind, but his face remained calm as he reached out and pulled open the heavy door.

The door opened a crack, and a dark figure, carrying the chill of the night wind and a faint smell of blood, stumbled in! Immediately, the door was gently pulled shut by a soft force.

Xiao Chen's eyes turned cold. How dare they not only break into his villa, but also into his living room!

act recklessly!

Without moving his sleeves, an invisible force suddenly erupted from his palm, his five fingers slightly curved like hooks, carrying a sharp, piercing sound as he aimed straight for the shadowy figure's shoulder blade!
Just as the finger was about to touch the other's clothes, the dark figure seemed to have exhausted its strength and collapsed forward limply.

Ok?
Before he could even muster his strength, his opponent had already collapsed.

Was it an act? Or a coincidence?

Xiao Chen paused slightly, dissipating the force in his palm, and glanced indifferently at the ground. The person lying on the ground was slender, her night clothes were torn in several places, and her face was covered with a black veil; it was a woman.

Moreover, his breathing was disordered and weak, and the color of his clothes on his shoulders and back was dark, indicating that he had suffered a serious injury.

If Ling Xiao were an ordinary person, he wouldn't cause trouble for himself. But who knows what this woman of unknown origin does?

But he is the God of War, and he really has to meddle in these kinds of things.

Moreover, if this matter is related to the Prison Clan, that would be even better.

"Lord!"

At this moment, Lin Zhenghao also noticed the commotion and came out.

"Go and cultivate, and don't worry about what happens outside."

Xiao Chen glanced at Lin Zhenghao indifferently and said.

"Yes!"

Lin Zhenghao lowered his head and left.

If Xiao Chen says it's nothing, then it's nothing; he doesn't need to meddle.

"Speak up, who are you? What happened to you?"

Xiao Chen turned on the living room light, looked at the woman whose beauty rivaled Zhou Keying's, and asked her casually.

The woman, who appeared to be unconscious, trembled her eyelashes and struggled to open her eyes. A bloodstained hand, with its last ounce of strength, gripped his wrist tightly. (End of Chapter)