My Ares Son-in-Law

"Please...please...let me hide for a while...they...are coming after us..." The woman's voice was hoarse and low, broken and intermittent, her eyes filled with desperate pleading.

Xiao Chen's expression remained unchanged, his eyes still as cold and still as a deep pool: "Who's chasing us?"

He sat there without offering any help to the woman.

Anyway, the woman wasn't in any immediate danger, so he needed to figure out her identity first to avoid the trouble of saving the wrong person.

The woman broke in at night with serious injuries; the timing was suspicious, and there were many doubts surrounding her.

He won't be in the mood to save people until he gets to the bottom of things.

He wasn't afraid of causing trouble, because he was invincible in the secular world.

But if he misses any clues about the Prison Clan or his wife Jiang Meng, it will be too late to regret it.

"My enemy...the Lan family, a renowned martial arts family in the provincial capital!"

The woman had no choice but to tell the truth. She was seriously injured and would die if she didn't have a place to hide. In her current condition, there was no way she could escape the pursuit.

"The Lan family?!"

Xiao Chen shook his head, somewhat disappointed, because it had nothing to do with the Prison Clan, at least not on the surface.

However, the Lan family doesn't have a good reputation, and they also have close ties with the Lü family.

I hate the house and the bird.

He disliked the Lü family, so naturally he wouldn't like the Lan family either.

Therefore, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

After thinking for a moment, he was about to treat the woman's wounds.

Unexpectedly, seeing that Xiao Chen remained silent, the woman assumed that he was unwilling to help her, so she hurriedly took out a gold bar from her handbag.

She knew that Xiao Chen was very rich; after all, someone who could afford to live in such a luxurious villa couldn't possibly be poor.

Therefore, the recipient might not care about money, but gold bars are still a form of hard currency even today.

"I'll trade this gold bar... for a night's lodging!" The woman's voice was urgent, filled with a desperate resolve.

She could feel her life force draining away with her blood, and her consciousness was like a candle flickering in the wind, fading and about to go out.

Behind her were relentless pursuers, and before her stood the only, seemingly impenetrable barrier. She had no other choice!

The reason she chose this particular place among the rows of villas was because, while she was fleeing in panic in the distance, she clearly sensed that the spiritual energy here was unusually active, with faint rhythmic fluctuations unique to cultivators when they absorbed and exhaled the essence of heaven and earth!
The person who can reside in such a place where spiritual energy gathers and is practicing martial arts must be a martial artist with considerable cultivation!
His status and position are probably quite extraordinary even in the provincial capital.

If they can find shelter here, the pursuers might be more wary.

This was the only glimmer of light she glimpsed in the darkness.

"bullion?"

Xiao Chen laughed, "You came here probably because you realized we're martial artists, not ordinary people, right? Do you think I'd care about gold bars?"

The woman paused for a moment, a hint of embarrassment on her face.

Finally, gritting his teeth, he took out a few spirit stones of decent quality from his satchel.

This was given to her by her sect for cultivation.

In the secular world, spirit stones are scarce, and she really didn't want to take them out, but she had no choice but to do so in order to survive.

Xiao Chen glanced at the spirit stones and couldn't help but smile.

He did like spirit stones, but the ones this woman gave him were far too few and of poor quality, serving no purpose whatsoever. "Take them back!"

Xiao Chen shook his head.

Upon hearing the sound, the woman's beautiful eyes, which had become somewhat unfocused due to blood loss, suddenly widened behind her black veil, her pupils filled with incomprehensible astonishment and bewilderment.

This person... doesn't even care about spirit stones?

how can that be!

How could any martial artist possibly refuse something like this?

At this moment, Su Yu's ears twitched slightly. She could faintly hear chaotic footsteps and the low roar of vehicle engines coming from the end of the alley outside. It was clear that the group of people was rapidly approaching this villa area!
time is limited.

She disregarded everything else and suddenly pulled something out of her handbag.

It was a rare medicinal herb, resembling a chili pepper in appearance, but it must have been aged for at least two hundred years, making it an irresistible temptation for ordinary martial artists.

"Here's the elixir for you, in exchange for one night of your protection, okay?" Her voice was extremely low, yet it carried a resolute determination, as if she were making a desperate gamble.

Xiao Chen glanced at the medicine indifferently, his eyes utterly detached: "Not bad, a two-hundred-year-old medicine, hard to find in the mortal world. Are you sure you want to give it to me?"

He hadn't originally planned to ask for any reward, but the medicine was truly excellent; it would be perfectly fine even for his cultivation.

It's much more useful than that spirit stone from before.

Even the smallest bit of meat is still meat.

The spiritual energy in the secular world is scarce, making the value of spiritual medicines even more terrifying.

In a flash, Xiao Chen made his decision. He slightly raised his hand, and an invisible suction force surged out, causing the elixir to detach from the woman's hand and fall steadily into his palm.

The moment he touched her, he could sense a faint trace of spirituality. The next moment, his other hand shot out with lightning speed, grabbed the woman's arm outside the door, and without any tenderness, pulled her inside, throwing her directly onto the large leather sofa in the center of the living room.

"boom!"

The solid wood door slammed shut, sealing it tightly and separating the inside from the outside into two separate worlds. The villa instantly returned to its previous silence, as if the hurried conversation and intrusion had never happened.

The woman on the sofa let out a long sigh, which aggravated her wound, causing her to groan softly as her chest heaved violently with gasping for breath and pain.

For now... we're safe.

But the crisis was far from over. She looked up at the tall, imposing figure standing at the doorway, her heart pounding with anxiety. Now, it would be up to him to see if he could hold off the ferocious pursuers outside.

Xiao Chen turned around, his gaze falling on the masked woman curled up on the sofa. A strong smell of blood filled the air. In addition to the weakness caused by her injuries, she was also surrounded by a sharp "qi" that had not completely dissipated. This was a trace left over from a fierce battle she had just had, and her opponent was obviously not weak.

Preliminary assessment suggests that this woman has a criminal record, and the victim was no ordinary person; her own background is likely not simple either.

"Take off your mask." Xiao Chen walked back to the sofa and sat down on the other side. His tone was as calm as if he were talking about the weather, but it contained an undeniable meaning.

The woman in black stiffened and said coldly, "Why should I? I've given you the elixir; our deal is done, and we owe each other nothing!"

"I don't like people hiding things from me. I need to know what you look like so that I can kill you if you cause me trouble in the future."

Xiao Chen didn't even get up; he simply flicked his finger, sending a subtle yet precise gust of wind through the air. The woman felt a cool sensation on her face as the black veil covering her face was torn and flung away by the invisible force, landing lightly on the carpet.

Her long, flowing black hair, freed from its restraints, suddenly cascaded down to her waist, making her figure appear even more slender.

The face that was revealed had skin that was so white it was almost translucent, yet it was pale and fragile due to blood loss. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains shrouded in mist, and her eyelashes were long and thick, concealing a pair of eyes that were now filled with cold anger and astonishment. Her nose was straight and delicate, and her lips were extremely pale and tightly pursed, showing a stubbornness.

Her overall demeanor was aloof and solitary, like a solitary orchid blooming alone on a snowy cliff. (End of Chapter)