My Ares Son-in-Law

Watching this scene, Bai Mingfa's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip from it, and his eyes were flashing with complex emotions - unwillingness, anger, and a hint of imperceptible panic. His clenched fists trembled slightly, and his nails almost embedded in his palms, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

The hustle and bustle around him seemed to be isolated from him at this moment, and the only thing left in his world was his ever-growing sense of frustration.

"Mr. Bai, don't take it personally. Although that guy is powerful, he is not without rivals." Wang Li, who was standing by, saw this and hurriedly stepped forward. He lowered his voice and tried to calm the furious master with words. "With your wisdom and means, plus our connections, it should be easy to deal with him. Just be patient, and everything will be arranged."

However, Wang Li's words not only failed to calm Bai Mingfa's anger, but instead were like pouring a bucket of cold water into a frying pan, instantly arousing even greater anger.

"Get out! Get out!" Bai Mingfa turned around abruptly and yelled at Wang Li and the followers who were trying to get close to him, "You bunch of losers, you are pampered in normal times, but you all become cowards at the critical moment! When did I, Bai Mingfa, need you to save my life? This is ridiculous!"

His voice was hoarse with anger, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, filled with resentment and resentment.

He recalled that when he was in danger, none of those who claimed to be loyal to him dared to stand up for him. Instead, he had to push Sophie into danger in order to protect himself. The despair and helplessness at that moment still makes him feel heartbroken.

"It's a waste of my money and time to support you bunch of rubbish!" Bai Mingfa continued to roar, his eyes full of disappointment and indifference, as if he was looking at a group of worthless ants. At this moment, he deeply realized what "the world is fickle" and "people's hearts are different".

And those followers whom he once regarded as his confidants could only lower their heads at this moment, not daring to breathe, for fear that they would accidentally become the next target of his anger.

"What could have made Young Master Bai so angry?" Along with this gentle but somewhat unignorable inquiry, a unique landscape quietly appeared halfway up the mountain.

The four men were dressed in simple robes, with fluttering sleeves, as if they were strolling out of a martial arts scroll. Each of them had a long sword hanging diagonally on his back, with a simple scabbard that revealed an extraordinary aura. Their steps were light and steady, and each step seemed to echo the pulse of the mountains and rivers, showing the demeanor of masters.

The sunlight shines through the sparse clouds, dappling on them, adding a bit of mystery and majesty to the four swordsmen. Although their faces are unique, their eyes reveal an extraordinary firmness and coldness, as if nothing in the world can shake them.

Xiao Chen's perception was extremely sharp. Almost the moment the four people appeared, he had already sensed the powerful aura on them that could not be ignored.

The Dragon Pill Realm, which is considered a high-end realm in the world of warriors, made Xiao Chen look sideways. Although they did not reach the shocking level of the masters he had met before, in such an occasion, it was enough to attract everyone's attention and awe.

"Four Musketeers, you finally show up, destroy them..." Bai Mingfa's voice was filled with urgency and expectation. He was about to give the order that could change the situation, but was stopped in time by Zhang Qiaoqiao, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed.

Zhang Qiaoqiao showed extraordinary decisiveness and wisdom.

She gently tugged at Bai Mingfa's sleeve and lowered her voice, her tone full of caution and worry: "Mr. Bai, please think twice. There are many people here, and if we act rashly, it will not only be difficult to end, but it may also cause immeasurable damage to our reputation. Why don't we wait for the opportunity and find a more appropriate solution?" Hearing this, Bai Ming's brows furrowed deeply, as if two mountains and rivers intersected on his forehead, and an imperceptible anger flashed in his eyes, but then he took a deep breath, and the anger that was about to burst out was suppressed by him.

He lowered his voice, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with unquestionable determination: "Four Musketeers, your target is the boy over there who looks ordinary but disgusts me. His name is Xiao Chen. When the banquet is over tonight and the crowd has dispersed, I want you to quietly and completely destroy him."

The leader of the Four Musketeers, a man with a stern face and cunning eyes, curled up a playful smile when he heard the words. That smile concealed his desire for money and contempt for the mission.

"Mr. Bai, you are really anxious. However, we have our own rules in this business. If we don't take action today, we brothers will still have to pay for our hard work." His words were a little teasing, but also revealed an unquestionable firmness.

Upon hearing this, Bai Ming curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer, a smile that showed both disdain for the threat from the Four Swordsmen and anticipation for achieving his goal.

"Don't worry, I, Bai Ming, have never been a person who goes back on my word. I will deposit all the money for today into your account. Moreover, as long as you can complete the task cleanly and efficiently, I promise to double the originally agreed remuneration as an additional reward."

His words were full of temptation, as if he was weaving an invisible net with money to bind the Four Musketeers tightly.

When saying this, a fierce look flashed in Bai Ming's eyes, which was a deep hatred and jealousy towards Xiao Chen.

He secretly calculated in his heart that as long as Xiao Chen died, he would no longer have any obstacles and could pursue Sophie unscrupulously, making her kneel at his feet and beg for his forgiveness and mercy.

This obsession entangled him like a poisonous snake, making him unable to extricate himself and making him willing to pay any price just to achieve that goal.

The sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves and onto Bai Ming's face, but it could not reach the dark corners deep in his heart. He stood there, like a sculpture driven by hatred and desire, quietly waiting for the night to fall and the coming storm.

"That's fine... But, there seemed to be an unusually strong aura spreading here just now, as heavy as a mountain, pressing people to the point of suffocation. What happened to cause such an unusual fluctuation in the banquet hall?"

The second-ranked member of the Four Musketeers frowned slightly, his eyes full of confusion and curiosity. There was a hint of exploration in his words, as if he wanted to uncover a corner of the mysterious veil.

Bai Ming's face darkened instantly when he heard this, and his mouth was pursed into a straight line, as if water could drip out. (End of this chapter)