My Ares Son-in-Law

"Martial arts families and secluded sects in the west and even several surrounding provinces have all used weapons forged or repaired by the Qin family."

"Some are life-saving graces, some are generations of friendship. This kinship and network of connections that have lasted for hundreds of years is the true talisman of the Qin family."

"Even giants like the New Martial Arts Association and the Blood Demon Association have to give them some face and dare not easily touch them in the slightest."

As soon as Su Yu finished speaking, the faint sound of a car engine turning off could be heard outside the villa, followed by the clear, melodious voices of two women chatting and laughing. It was Yun Yuyan and Zhou Keying returning from shopping.

Su Yu said no more. Her figure, like an ink droplet blending into the shadows, swayed slightly and turned into a wisp of green smoke, completely disappearing from Xiao Chen's sight.

Only a faint, cold fragrance of plum blossoms lingered in the air, pure and aloof, before being swept away by the night wind, as if no one had ever been there.

Almost at the same time, the soft sound of a key turning came from the front door.

"Xiao Chen, we're back!"

Yun Yuyan's cheerful voice was filled with excitement as she and Zhou Keying walked in carrying bulging shopping bags.

Yun Yuyan had just changed her shoes when she subconsciously sniffed and asked in confusion, "Huh?"

"Why does it seem to have a very faint fragrance?"

"It feels cool, a bit like women's perfume?"

Zhou Keying also frowned slightly, her gaze sweeping across the empty living room without leaving a trace. She didn't find anything unusual, but her woman's innate keen intuition made her vaguely feel that there was a trace of aura in the air that did not belong to them.

Xiao Chen calmly put the Reverse Scale Sword into his storage ring, stood up and went to greet her, a faint smile on his lips, his tone tinged with a hint of joke: "Yes, a beautiful woman did accidentally wander in just now, chatted with me for a few words and then left."

There's nothing to hide, but some things don't need to be explained in detail.

Yun Yuyan glanced at him with some skepticism, then became attracted by the spoils in the shopping bag. She excitedly pulled Zhou Keying to show them off: "Look at this dress I bought, and the jewelry that Keying picked out, aren't they especially beautiful?"

Zhou Keying glanced at Xiao Chen, and seeing his calm expression, she didn't ask any more questions. She smiled and echoed Yun Yuyan's words.

After chatting for a while, Xiao Chen excused himself to get some fresh air and went up to the third-floor terrace alone.

The night breeze was cool, carrying the moist scent of the river. In the distance, the river lights twinkled, outlining the bustling cityscape of the provincial capital.

He took out his phone, hesitated for a moment, and dialed a number.

The call was quickly answered, and Qin Fang's voice, respectful yet tinged with surprise, came from the other end: "Mr. Xiao?"

"Why did you suddenly decide to call this old man?"

"Manager Qin, how have you been lately?"

Xiao Chen spoke in a flat tone, with a hint of polite conversation.

"Thanks to Mr. Xiao, I am in very good health!"

Qin Fang's voice grew increasingly enthusiastic, "I heard you've been in the provincial capital lately?"

"If you have some free time, I'll treat you to a cup of tea, so I can show you some hospitality."

Xiao Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he asked directly, "Where is Manager Qin now?"

"Still in the ancient city?"

"What a coincidence!"

Qin Fang smiled and said, "I am currently in the provincial capital with Qin Lingling."

"If you have some free time, I'll treat you to a cup of tea, so I can show you some hospitality."

As expected, it was in the provincial capital. Xiao Chen stopped beating around the bush and asked in a serious tone, "Manager Qin, are you free now?"

"I have some things I'd like to ask you in person."

Although Qin Fang was surprised, Xiao Chen had saved the Qin family's life, so he naturally dared not neglect him and immediately agreed: "Mr. Xiao, you are too kind. The words 'please instruct me' are too much for this old man!"

"Please choose a place, and I will be waiting for you anytime."

Half an hour later, in a rather elegant private teahouse in the south of the provincial capital... "Tingyuxuan".

Inside the private room, the aroma of tea wafted through the air, the bamboo curtain was half-rolled up, and the faint sound of flowing water could be heard outside the window.

When Xiao Chen arrived, Qin Fang and Qin Lingling were already waiting for him.

After some time apart, Qin Lingling has shed some of her youthful naiveté and grown into a graceful and elegant young woman. Her simple and elegant dress makes her look gentle and charming.

Upon seeing Xiao Chen, her eyes lit up, and she bowed respectfully, greeting him, "Mr. Xiao."

Qin Fang also quickly stood up and bowed respectfully, his attitude still respectful, but his brows showed a touch of solemnity brought about by the clan gathering.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Xiao Chen gestured to dismiss the tea server, then got up and closed the door to the private room, shutting out any outside noise.

He didn't immediately draw the Reverse Scale Sword, but instead sat opposite Qin Fang, carefully considering his words before speaking: "Manager Qin, I apologize for disturbing you today, but I wish to ask you about something..."

"It may involve some of your family's...inheritance that is not well known to outsiders."

Qin Fang's expression instantly turned serious. He exchanged a glance with Qin Lingling beside him, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes, before slowly saying, "Mr. Xiao has done my Qin family a great favor. Please feel free to speak your mind."

"As long as it doesn't involve core family taboos, I will speak freely and without reservation."

"I've heard,"

Xiao Chen calmly locked his gaze on Qin Fang and said, word by word, "Besides collecting antiques, the Qin family in the west also inherits an ancient forging technique?"

"And this craft has a very deep connection with a craftsman named 'Qin Tie' from hundreds of years ago?"

"Bangdang..."

The white porcelain teacup in Qin Fang's hand trembled suddenly, and the scalding tea splashed over the rim of the cup, with a few drops landing on the back of his hand, but he seemed not to notice!

Those eyes, usually calm and collected despite their worldly experience, were instantly filled with shock and disbelief, and even a hint of instinctive wariness flashed across them as if their deepest secrets had been touched!

Qin Lingling immediately covered her mouth, her big, clear eyes wide open. She looked at her grandfather, who had a solemn expression, and then at Xiao Chen, who was calm on the other side. She was clearly taken aback by the sudden question.

The air inside the private room froze instantly.

Only the faint sounds of the river outside the window and the boiling water in the tea stove flowed gently into this suddenly tense silence, making it all the more oppressive.

The private room, filled with the aroma of tea, remained deathly silent for several seconds.

Qin Fang tilted the teacup in his hand slightly, splashing more tea onto the back of his hand, leaving a few red marks, but he remained completely unaware.

He stared intently at Xiao Chen, as if recognizing this young man for the first time, his voice dry and trembling with barely concealed pain: "Mr. Xiao... from where did you first hear of the name 'Qin Tie' and the matter of my Qin family's forging?"

This is practically a core secret that the Qin family has kept hidden for hundreds of years!
For hundreds of years, the Qin family has been known for its antique business in Northwest China. However, the ancient forging techniques passed down in secret are known only to the most core direct descendants of the family and a few elders like him who, although from a collateral branch, know the inside story due to their seniority.

How could Xiao Chen, an outsider, such a young "outsider," possibly reveal such a secret so easily?
Xiao Chen did not answer his question directly, but calmly met his shocked gaze. His tone remained indifferent, but carried an undeniable certainty: "Manager Qin only needs to tell us whether this matter is true or false."

"Furthermore, are the remaining materials from when Qin Tie forged the 'Reverse Scale' sword still in the Qin family?" (End of Chapter)