My Ares Son-in-Law

There was no earth-shattering momentum, no dazzling true energy, and it was so fast that people couldn't even see the movements!
Only a faint, almost imperceptible sound of something cutting through the air flashed by in the deathly silent hall!
The knife remained firmly in his hand, unstained by any new blood.

But an invisible blade of energy, condensed to its extreme, had already silently swept past!
The smile on Ao Tianchen's face froze instantly, and the eyes that had just shown signs of life were quickly replaced by endless emptiness and death! A thin red line quietly appeared on his neck, faintly visible!

Next second,
"Gudong."

A bloody head slid off the neck and fell heavily into the pool of viscous blood at the bottom of the shroud with a dull, chilling sound! The headless body swayed, then slumped down limply, staining the shroud even more crimson!

Blood, as if it had finally found its greatest outlet, gushed out wildly from the severed neck, splashing blood several feet high and staining a large area of ​​the ground red!
Xiao Chen flicked his wrist again, and the short knife made a soft "clink" sound as he casually tossed it to the ground. It rolled a few times on the smooth surface before finally coming to rest in a puddle of blood, making a slight clanging sound.

He patted non-existent dust off his hands, slowly raised his head, and met Ao Feiyang's eyes, which were almost spitting fire due to extreme anger and shock, as well as the countless stunned and horrified gazes in the deathly silence of the entire venue.

He tilted his head slightly, a perfectly timed, almost innocent, apologetic smile appearing on his face, his voice clear and steady throughout the quiet banquet hall:

"I killed him, what are you going to do about it?"

He paused, then emphasized, enunciating each word with undisguised provocation and arrogance:

"on purpose!"

"on purpose?"

These three words were like three ice picks, piercing everyone's eardrums!

The banquet hall was deathly silent, then erupted in suppressed gasps of surprise!
This is a blatant provocation! They completely disregard the authority of the Dragon Group and Ao Feiyang, the deputy commander of the Western Region!
A barrage of gazes shot towards the backs of the Dragon Group members like arrows, carrying expressions of curiosity, amusement, and even schadenfreude!

To publicly execute the head of the provincial capital's new martial arts association, especially after the Dragon Group's enforcement team arrived and issued a clear warning! This slap was incredibly loud, practically rubbing the Dragon Group's face into the ground!

The leader, Ao Feiyang, had a face ashen, veins bulging on his forehead, and his hands, hanging at his sides, trembled slightly uncontrollably—a sign of extreme anger!

Ao Tianchen is his own nephew, the most outstanding genius of the Ao family in this generation, and an important pawn in his future plans for the Dragon Group and the martial arts world!
Last night, he received a call from Ao Tianchen. He had specially come from the capital to support and celebrate his nephew's re-election celebration. However, he unexpectedly witnessed his nephew's tragic death on the spot, right in front of him!

A surge of rage exploded in his chest, almost burning away his reason!

He slowly turned his head, his gaze slicing into Xiao Chen like the sharpest blade. His voice was hoarse and icy, filled with a murderous intent capable of destroying the heavens and the earth: "Openly challenging the authority of the Dragon Group, killing a wanted criminal right in front of me... Very good! You are the first young man to dare to do this, and you will be the last!"

Xiao Chen shrugged lazily, casually toying with another bloodstained dagger he had picked up from the ground, his tone laced with mockery: "Provocation? Yes, I am provoking!"

He suddenly raised his eyes, a cold glint flashing in them, his killing intent surging like a demon descending to earth: "Why don't you come and kill me?" Ao Feiyang took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the rage in his heart, looked around, and shouted sharply: "Clear the area! The Dragon Group is carrying out a top-level mission. All bystanders must immediately retreat three hundred meters! Those who disobey will be punished as accomplices!"

Upon receiving the order, the well-trained members of the Dragon Group immediately sprang into action, quickly dispersing the guests present. The injured Liu Jianming and others had already been quietly helped to the lounge for treatment by the men arranged by He Yongnian and Shen Shi, who were lying in wait in the shadows.

The huge banquet hall quickly became empty, leaving only the Dragon Group enforcement team, the furious Ao Feiyang, and Qin Xianglan, who was still standing there with a tense expression!
Qin Xianglan was burning with anxiety. She rushed to Xiao Chen's side and whispered urgently:

"Xiao Chen, you have no idea how powerful the Dragon Group is! The New Martial Arts Association is just a local martial arts force. If you offend them, you can still make your way. But the Dragon Group is the top law enforcement force in the Dragon Kingdom, holding the power of life and death over martial arts nationwide! They have a hundred ways to make you disappear without a trace. Even the Qin family can't protect you!"

She gritted her teeth, her tone pleading: "These people are incredibly powerful, and their leader, Ao Feiyang, is a veteran expert in the late-stage Celestial Realm. You can't possibly defeat them head-on! If you apologize now, I might still be able to use the Qin family's influence to negotiate..."

"Are you done talking?" Xiao Chen interrupted her directly, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it slowly with a wisp of true energy igniting at his fingertips.

Qin Xianglan was taken aback. Looking at his calm and composed demeanor, she became increasingly anxious. What kind of time was this to be so calm?

"Leave now that you've finished speaking." Xiao Chen exhaled a wisp of bluish-gray smoke ring, his eyes growing colder amidst the swirling smoke. "My affairs are none of anyone else's business. The mere Dragon Group is not worthy of my bowing down."

Qin Xianglan wanted to persuade her again, but several black-clad warriors from the Dragon Group surrounded her with unfriendly expressions, staring at her coldly.

She gave Xiao Chen a long look, her eyes filled with complex emotions—worry, regret, and a hint of indescribable admiration. Finally, she shook her head, turned, and quickly walked away.

The heavy alloy door slowly closed, locking shut with a clang, isolating it from the outside world.

The atmosphere in the banquet hall suddenly became as tense as a fully drawn bowstring, filled with murderous intent that almost solidified into a tangible form!

Xiao Chen leaned against the cold wall, slowly smoking, his movements languid, as if the people opposite him were not a dozen or so murderous Dragon Group experts, but a group of insignificant passersby.

On the other side, a dozen or so Dragon Group warriors exuded powerful auras, their true energy surging, their robes fluttering in the wind. Like a pack of wolves surrounding a tiger, they locked onto Xiao Chen, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

Ao Feiyang glanced at Ao Tianchen's furiously glaring head on the ground, then looked at Xiao Chen's nonchalant expression, and the anger in his chest almost burst forth.

A cruel sneer curled at the corner of his lips: "I'm very curious, what exactly do you rely on to be so arrogant? Do you really think that killing a few low-ranking members of the Celestial Ranking will allow you to challenge the authority of the Dragon Group?"

He took a sudden step forward, his voice booming like a bell, the entire hall reverberating with the force of his inner energy: "Xiao Chen! You publicly murdered a registered leader of a martial arts faction, and openly defied the Dragon Group's enforcement of the law, acting first and reporting later. You have committed a capital offense! Do you have any last words before you die?" (End of Chapter)