My Ares Son-in-Law

"Haha, Xiao Chen," Bai Maogong's voice trembled, with a bit of pleading and compromise.

"I was wrong before. I didn't recognize the real man and offended you. I can give you money, a lot of spirit stones, or even anything else you want, as long as you can let me go.

After all, killing me won't do you any good, right? My property and my power will all be yours."

Bai Maogong's words were full of cunning and calculation like an old fox. He tried to impress Xiao Chen with money and benefits to save his own life.

In his eyes, everything in this world is nothing more than profit. As long as you are willing to pay, there is no problem that cannot be solved.

However, he did not realize that Xiao Chen was not the kind of person who could be moved by money. A hint of coldness flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, and he looked at Bai Maogong quietly, as if he was enjoying a clown's performance.

"Sit down first. I have something to ask you. As long as you answer well, I can give up your life." Xiao Chen pointed to the sofa in front of him, with a faint smile on his lips. The smile seemed as warm as the spring sunshine, but with a hint of unquestionable majesty, as if old friends were chatting, but with a hidden edge.

To Bai Maogong, these words were like a cold wind in winter, making him shiver uncontrollably.

Bai Maogong is also a martial artist. Once upon a time, he was a big shot in the business world and also had some fame in the martial arts world.

But at this moment, facing Xiao Chen, he was like an antelope being targeted by a cheetah, without the courage to resist.

He could clearly feel the terrifying sense of oppression emanating from Xiao Chen, a fear that came from the depths of his soul, which made him realize that if he dared to act rashly, his life would be in danger.

Bai Maogong took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner panic, and then slowly sat down. He sat upright, but unconsciously leaned forward slightly, as if this would make him farther away from Xiao Chen and safer.

He asked cautiously, "Are Qiu Dao and the others... dead?" There was a barely perceptible tremor in his voice, and his eyes were filled with a complex mixture of expectation and fear.

The reason why he asked this was because Xiao Chen's appearance here was obviously related to the disappearance of Qiu Dao and his group.

Although he already had the answer in his mind, Bai Maogong couldn't help but want to get confirmation from Xiao Chen. He knew that his fate was now in the hands of Xiao Chen, and any tiny clue could become his hope of survival.

Xiao Chen lightly flicked the ash in his hand. His movement was graceful and calm, as if everything was under control.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a faint smile, and he said: "They wanted to send me down, but I asked them to go down first and wait for me." His words revealed a kind of calm confidence, but it also made Bai Maogong's heart sink suddenly.

Really dead! These three words hit Bai Maogong's heart like a heavy hammer. Although he had a premonition in his heart, when he got the exact answer from Xiao Chen, he couldn't help but feel panic.

More than a dozen warriors, each of them was carefully selected and had good strength, but they all died at the hands of Xiao Chen. Thinking of this, Bai Maogong couldn't help but shudder. He clearly realized that if Xiao Chen wanted to take his life, it would be easy.

Bai Maogong has always been known for his shrewdness and ability. He has always been good at planning and has few rivals in both the business and martial arts circles. However, at this moment, he found that all his plans and plots seemed so pale and powerless in front of Xiao Chen's absolute strength. He even began to doubt whether he could really control anything, including his own life.

An unprecedented feeling of powerlessness surged into his heart. Bai Maogong took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner panic.

He understood that in this era of warriors, strength was king, and any conspiracy and trickery was futile in front of a truly powerful person. He looked into Xiao Chen's deep and calm eyes, and a complex emotion of awe and fear rose in his heart.

He sighed deeply, with a hint of helplessness and compromise in his voice, and said slowly: "Mr. Xiao, I admit defeat. You name a price, and I am willing to compensate you. I solemnly promise that I will never cause you any trouble again in the future. The grudge between us is now written off."

Xiao Chen looked at Bai Maogong indifferently, with a subtle smile on his lips. That smile contained both contempt for Bai Maogong and a feeling about the impermanence of the world.

He spoke slowly, his voice low and powerful: "Do you know what your biggest problem is? You always think that you can do whatever you want if you have money, as if there is nothing in this world that money can't solve.

But I want to tell you, not to mention that this is the era of warriors, where strength is respected, even in the past era of decadence and money, that was impossible. Money, sometimes, can't buy everything you want. "

Bai Maogong's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he was even more flustered. He remained silent, but his eyes revealed deep worry and fear. Xiao Chen's words clearly showed his disdain for his conditions, which made him realize that he might have reached a desperate situation.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen smiled gently, as if he was appreciating Bai Maogong's panic and helplessness.

He waved his hand, with a hint of joking in his tone: "Okay, I won't scare you anymore. Let me ask you, is everything written on that picture of yours true? Do you have a grudge against the Lin family?"

As he spoke, he pointed to a complex chart hanging on the wall in the room, which recorded in detail the grievances and hatreds between Bai Maogong and the Lin family.

"It's true." Bai Maogong's voice was trembling. He didn't dare to hide anything. "I really didn't know that you had such a good relationship with the Lin family. Could it be that you and Lin Youya..."

Having said that, he paused slightly, and a hint of curiosity and speculation flashed in his eyes, but was immediately replaced by deep fear.

Xiao Chen stared at Bai Maogong coldly. His deep eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts and leave no one exposed.

His voice was deep and powerful, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Bai Maogong's heart: "You don't seem to understand the current situation. Maybe I should make you sober. I'm the one asking you questions now, not you asking me!"

Bai Maogong was shocked when he heard this, as if a bucket of cold water was poured over his head, and he suddenly came to his senses.

Only then did he realize that his life was still firmly in Xiao Chen's hands, and he had no right to ask any questions. When he thought of this, a layer of fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead, and his heart was filled with fear and despair.

In front of this person, you really can't show any inappropriateness, otherwise you will be dead. (End of this chapter)