My Ares Son-in-Law

Xiao Chen nodded slightly and turned to leave.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
A sharp gust of wind tore through the air, carrying a deadly chill, and shot in from outside the wall, aiming straight for Xiao Chen's back!
Without turning his head, Xiao Chen reached out and grabbed at the air. He opened his palm, and there lay a ginkgo leaf covered in dew, with a metal needle as thin as a cow's hair embedded in its veins, gleaming with a ghostly blue poisonous light.

His eyes darkened, and he waved to Xiao Wang, who was about to draw his gun, saying in a flat tone, "Stay in the car."

After saying that, he walked towards the tree-lined path outside the alley.

The streets were deserted, save for the rustling of the plane tree leaves. Beneath a sturdy plane tree stood a man in a gray Zhongshan suit, his back to the police, his figure as upright as a pine tree, his aura as deep and unfathomable as a bottomless abyss.

"Trying to test me with such a petty trick?" Xiao Chen brushed the fallen leaves from his fingertips, his tone revealing neither joy nor anger, yet carrying an invisible sense of oppression.

The man chuckled softly, the sound echoing through the empty street, carrying a hint of sinister intent: "Devil Xiao Chen... is indeed even more astute than the rumors suggest."

He slowly turned around, his face covered by a black mask, revealing only a pair of deep, piercing eyes, sharp as an eagle's. "It's a pity that a knife that is too sharp is often more prone to chipping."

"Are you a lobbyist for the New Martial Arts Association?" Xiao Chen raised an eyebrow, his tone carrying a hint of disdain.

"No." The man slowly raised his hand, and a dart appeared between his fingers. A lifelike demon pattern was engraved on the blade of the dart, which exuded a bloody aura.

"I'm just here to remind you that Duanmu Jue has been in seclusion for ten years. When he emerged, he pierced through a meter-thick steel plate with a single finger. His strength has already reached the peak of the Celestial Realm. If you go up against him in the arena, your chances of winning are no more than 30%."

He paused, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes: "By the way, let me introduce myself. I am Jiang Xueren, the head of the Western Region of the Blood Demon Society."

Xiao Chen suddenly laughed, a low, sharp laugh, like ice shards scraping against metal.

He strode toward Jiang Xueren, the hem of his black Zhongshan suit sweeping in the wind in a clean arc. The crisp sound of his heels striking the bluestone pavement, one, two, three... amplified in the deathly silent tree-lined path, like a war drum beating on the tip of one's heart.

"So you came all this way just to have my fate told?" He spoke in a flippant tone, but there was no hint of a smile in his eyes.

"I'm here to show you a way out." Jiang Xueren's demonic dart spun rapidly, its blade gleaming coldly. "If you join the Blood Demon Society, someone will surely intervene to resolve your duel with Duanmu Jue. Otherwise..."

His speech suddenly slowed down, each word carrying a chilling intent, "Those people around you, Zhou Keying, Yun Yuyan, and Lin Zhenghao who just crawled back from the brink of death... I'm afraid they'll all suffer because of you and end up dead in the streets."

The moment the words left his mouth, the temperature along the entire street plummeted, the air seemed to freeze, and even the fluttering ginkgo leaves froze in mid-air, trembling.

Xiao Chen suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He slowly raised his head, and the usual indifference in his eyes receded like the tide, revealing a near-tangible darkness—a deathly rage on the verge of exploding after his sore spot had been touched.

“Jiang Xueren.” He uttered the name softly, the last syllable drawn out, yet carrying a chilling sense of oppression. “Do you know? The last person who dared to threaten me with the people around me, the grass on his grave is already three feet tall, and even the tombstone has been washed away by the rain.”

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and made a grasping motion in the air!
Ten paces away, the demonic dart between Jiang Xueren's fingers trembled violently, then shattered into dust with a crisp "crack," scattering through his fingers and mingling with the cold sweat on his palms, soaking the bluestone slab. Jiang Xueren's pupils beneath his mask shrank to pinpoints, and the hairs on his body stood on end… That was the power of telekinesis! And it had shattered his spirit-infused dart while he was completely unprepared!
"Go back and tell the Blood Demon Society." Xiao Chen turned and left, his silhouette stretching long and cold in the setting sun. "The arena, I will go. Duanmu Jue, I will kill him. As for you..."

He suddenly turned half his face to the side, the afterglow of the setting sun burning a scarlet hue in his eyes, like a quenched blade: "If you dare to set your sights on my people again, I don't mind making the Blood Demon Society disappear completely from the Western Region."

As the last word fell, he had already turned into a blur and disappeared at the end of the long street.

Jiang Xueren stood frozen in place, his muscles taut like strings. It took him a long time to slowly loosen his clenched fists... There were four deep, bone-revealing bloodstains on his palms, the result of the crushing force from afar that had carved them out of his palms.

A gust of wind rose, sending ginkgo leaves swirling wildly across the ground, stirring up metal fragments and concealing the first cold sweat trickling down beneath his mask. Jiang Xueren staggered back half a step, his heel crushing a withered leaf with a startlingly sharp "crack" in the deathly silence.

A chill ran down his spine... He had only ever felt this terrifying sense of oppression, which could freeze one's blood with just a glance or a gesture, in one place: deep within the Blood Demon Society headquarters, at the mysterious president who had never shown his true face!

The air became thick and sticky, as if countless invisible blades were crawling along the skin.

Several fine white cracks, as thin as hair, quietly appeared on the surface of the black iron mask on his face, accompanied by a soft "hissing" sound, like ice slowly cracking... It was forced out by the energy dissipated by Xiao Chen!

“Xiao Chen.” Jiang Xueren suppressed the lump in his throat, his voice deliberately slow and deliberate, yet a tremor couldn't be hidden. “The rules of the Blood Demon Society dictate that blood debts must be settled. You destroyed my weapon and humiliated my reputation; this debt…”

"Accounts?"

A cold voice suddenly rang out, and Jiang Xueren looked up sharply. He saw that Xiao Chen had returned at some point and was leaning against the trunk of a sycamore tree not far away, taking a cigarette out of his cigarette case.

The moment the flame ignited, it illuminated the indifference in his eyes, only to vanish again into the deeper darkness.

He slowly exhaled a wisp of blue mist, which spread between the two of them, blurring their outlines.

"You want an explanation?" Xiao Chen raised his eyes, his tone as calm as if discussing the weather. "Then let the Blood Demon Society's Western Regional Branch disappear from the map forever. Is that explanation weighty enough?"

Every word was like a nail hardened with ice, smashing into Jiang Xueren's heart.

Jiang Xueren's heart sank suddenly.

He wasn't unfamiliar with boastful talk, but when this young man spoke these words, there wasn't a trace of bluffing or impetuousness about him; only an almost indifferent certainty...

It was as if he wasn't trying to destroy an assassination giant who had dominated the western region for decades, but merely to brush away a speck of dust from the windowsill.

Could it be that this young man truly possesses a terrifying weapon capable of overthrowing the Blood Demon Society?

"Arrogant!" Jiang Xueren scoffed coldly, forcibly suppressing his surprise and doubt. His tone suddenly sharpened, "Do you know how deep the Blood Demon Society's foundation is? Even if the top ten on the Dragon Kingdom's Celestial Ranking were to come in person, they wouldn't dare to lightly utter the word 'annihilation'!" (End of Chapter)