My Son-in-law Is A War God-Chapter 2005 - 2007: Don’t Be Too Ruthless!

Xiao Chen couldn’t be bothered to deal with them and was just about to tell Ghost Blade to bring the money.

Suddenly, a voice rang out.

A voice laced with disdain and arrogance: "Heh, in this day and age, someone still dares to cause trouble in Jianghu First Building? Haven’t you heard of our Beiqi Ancient Clan’s reputation?"

As the voice rose, a few people walked out from Jianghu First Building.

The person leading them was a young man dressed in ancient attire, his clothes made by the country’s top luxury brand, costing at least a hundred thousand.

There were several jade pendants around his waist, all fine-quality suet white jade.

Each piece was estimated to be worth tens of thousands.

The hairpin on his head was made of pure gold, studded with gems.

It was equally priceless.

This person’s entire ensemble probably cost a few million.

Many people don’t earn that much in a lifetime.

"Senior Brother!"

Pan Miao was taken aback; the one who appeared was actually her senior brother from the Bagua Sect, Yi Qianxing!

Yi Qianxing was Yi Bai’s cousin.

She had long heard he had businesses in Longcheng, but Pan Miao truly didn’t expect it.

The so-called business must be this Jianghu First Building.

She guessed correctly.

Though located in the Jianghu era, both the Beiqi Ancient Clan and the Yi Family hold shares in Jianghu First Building.

Moreover, the Yi Family owns sixty percent.

It operates independently, only needing to give dividends to Beiqi Ancient Clan.

Though Yi Family isn’t as influential as the Yuan Family, Long Residence, or Shangqi Alliance, and can’t be compared to Tianxia Society, they do have Emperor Level experts in their clan.

Thus, they are thriving.

In this day, as long as there’s a martial artist in the family, they seem to do pretty well.

Yi Qianxing also spotted Pan Miao at this moment, his eyes lighting up instantly.

"Junior Sister Pan Miao, you’re not with that waste Yi Bai, are you? Good that you’re not! That waste is completely unworthy of you."

Yi Qianxing looked at Pan Miao, his eyes chilled with longing.

Pan Miao’s ancient attire made her look like an ethereal fairy, leaving people spellbound.

"Senior Brother, we’re here to book a table."

Pan Miao looked at Yi Qianxing, maintaining her integrity.

Though Yi Qianxing was wealthy, he was not as skilled as her.

Without boasting, Pan Miao truly had an extraordinary talent in martial arts.

Yi Qianxing smiled and said, "Junior Sister, just give me a call when you want to come, and I’ll arrange the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch’s private room for you."

"It’s not for me, but for him. And it’s not just a few seats; he wants to book the entire Jianghu First Building!"

Pan Miao gestured towards Xiao Chen.

Yi Qianxing glanced at Xiao Chen coldly; of course, he recognized Xiao Chen, although he had hidden for a while, it was just concealing his greatness in the city.

The Yi Family has always existed but just hasn’t participated in disputes, simply living a small lifestyle.

Thus, they naturally know Xiao Chen.

They not only know him but also hold some disdain.

In their opinion, Xiao Chen was truly a monkey reigning as a Tyrant King because there were no fierce tigers in the mountain.

"Xiao War God? Heh, I’ve long admired your name. I heard you’re wasted now; it’s truly disappointing. If you weren’t wasted, I would’ve liked to duel with you.

So you could understand that in our eyes, a War God is nothing but rubbish."

Yi Qianxing sneered.

"Is that so? You can say whatever you want, I’m here today to book a seat, and I have the money!"

Xiao Chen couldn’t be bothered to argue with this person; he was here to complete the task given by his wife.

Yi Qianxing said complacently, "Want to book this place? Sure, but it requires Junior Sister to step in. If she agrees to accompany me for a day, I won’t charge a penny."

Xiao Chen frowned, "Watch your filthy mouth; why don’t you ask your old mother to accompany you!"

"Bastard, are you looking for death?"

Yi Qianxing roared, "Dare to insult me. I don’t care what you did in the past; from now on, you won’t survive in Longcheng!"

"Heh, such arrogance! Can’t survive in Longcheng? Even Long Residence and Shangqi Alliance wouldn’t say such a thing, you’re quite impressive!"

Xiao Chen laughed, "Let me tell you, this tavern is mine for the taking. I initially wanted to talk money with you all. Since you’re unwilling, don’t blame me for taking it the hard way."

"Taking it the hard way?"

Yi Qianxing laughed, "Fine, you can book this place if you want; I’ll give you a chance, go call Tie Sha over!"

He was just looking for an excuse to teach Xiao Chen a lesson.

Perfect timing.

"According to our rules, besides the 240 million, you must defeat Tie Sha to qualify to book here; do you dare accept?"

Yi Qianxing asked.

"Why wouldn’t I dare?"

Xiao Chen replied.

"Good!"

Yi Qianxing sneered and looked at Pan Miao, "Pan Miao, I’m giving you one last chance. If you agree to accompany me for a day, I’ll let this man go, and you can enter the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch’s private room for free dining.

Otherwise, once Tie Shou acts, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Pan Miao felt nervous.

She knew Ghost Blade was powerful.

But Tie Sha was even more terrifying.

In a real fight, Ghost Blade might not be a match for Tie Sha.

She turned to look at Xiao Chen.

"Cousin, don’t worry."

Xiao Chen’s words seemed to stabilize Pan Miao, putting her mind at ease.

Quickly, Tie Sha arrived.

Tie Sha wore iron armor, heavy beyond compare.

But he could move freely, swiftly; it clearly showed his terrifying strength.

This person had a fiercely cruel appearance, with a long scar across his face, not knowing who had injured him.

"Inner Strength Phase Seventh Layer!"

Xiao Chen instantly discerned Tie Sha’s strength.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Emperor Level Peak is typically Inner Strength Phase Seventh Layer to Ninth Layer.

This Tie Sha was considered the weakest in the Emperor Level Peak.

"Ghost Blade, don’t be too harsh."

Xiao Chen said indifferently.

"Yes!"

Ghost Blade stepped forward without planning to draw his blade, dealing with Tie Sha didn’t require the blade yet.

"Pretentious, Tie Sha, hit him hard, even if you kill him, it’s fine, I’ll take responsibility."

Yi Qianxing shouted.

"Yes!"

Tie Sha’s voice was heavy but powerful.

The crowd moved to the martial arts arena near Jianghu First Building.

In the Jianghu era, the arena could be seen everywhere.

Because the scenes in martial arts could be perfectly replayed here.

The commotion here attracted the attention of many.

On the arena, Ghost Blade and Tie Sha faced off.

Tie Sha’s murderous aura was chilling.

While Ghost Blade remained calm.

"Who do you think will win?"

"Nonsense, Tie Sha hasn’t lost yet."

"Exactly, Tie Sha is at Emperor Level Peak; it’s said Tyrant King back then was merely Emperor Level Entry; his opponent doesn’t look like any renowned expert, so he’s sure to lose."

"I agree, this battle probably won’t last more than a few rounds!"

The crowd discusses among themselves, mostly not optimistic about Ghost Blade.

Ghost Blade was more silent, also low-key, so people weren’t familiar.

But Tie Sha, in the Jianghu era, was absolutely famous.

"Begin!"

With the referee’s signal.

The battle began instantly.

"Kill!"

Tie Sha leapt at Ghost Blade like a fierce tiger, wearing steel-cast gauntlets with spikes.

Once it slams down, it will definitely create several cavity holes.

Even if not dead, hospitalization would be necessary.

Clearly, Yi Qianxing’s command played a crucial role.