Cao Dapeng was filled with terror, he could barely recognize the person before him.
This was no longer the Yang Zhen he remembered.
He also realized that Yang Zhen's words were not a threat.
Because the strength in Yang Zhen's hands was only increasing.
Cao Dapeng's neck grew more painful, his face turned red, and he began to struggle for breath.
His feet flailed, trying to beg for mercy, but he couldn't make a sound.
Looking at Yang Zhen again, his eyes were as indifferent as water.
It was as if what he was doing at the moment was as common as eating or sleeping.
Cao Dapeng's eyes bulged outwards, on the verge of death.
Just then, Lin Xiaoyin's voice suddenly came from behind Yang Zhen.
"Yang Zhen, what are you doing? Stop it, are you really going to kill him?!"
Yang Zhen suddenly snapped back to reality.
This was Earth, and killing was illegal.
He let go, and Yang Zhen collapsed to the ground with a thud, gasping for fresh air.
At this moment, a 'rip' sound was heard.
Yang Zhen tore off his sleeve and threw it in front of Cao Dapeng.
"Cao Dapeng, from today onwards, I, Yang Zhen, sever ties with you. From now on, we are quits, owing each other nothing!"
Cao Dapeng gasped for air, his emotions slowly calming down.
His fear of Yang Zhen also gradually faded.
He snorted coldly and glared at Yang Zhen.
"Yang Zhen, you say it so easily, wanting to be quits with me, what makes you think you can?"
Yang Zhen frowned, and before he could ask.
Cao Dapeng began to list his grievances.
"In a car accident, you damaged my car, worth two hundred thousand!"
"The accident was caused by you, the injured party is still in the hospital, and I've been covering his medical expenses, which have already amounted to over a million!"
"If you don't settle this 1.2 million with me, how can you be quits with me?"
Cao Dapeng's voice was full of confidence and resounded clearly.
Lin Xiaoyin covered her face and sobbed, unsure of what to do.
Yang Zhen, however, remained calm and steady as a mountain.
"1.2 million, within a month, I, Yang Zhen, will repay it in full. If you don't believe me, we can sign an IOU today!"
Cao Dapeng was slightly stunned, he hadn't expected Yang Zhen to dare to take on this debt.
He sneered, "Good, then let's sign an IOU!"
Yang Zhen found a pen and paper, and with a few strokes, he wrote out the IOU. The two signed and stamped their fingerprints.
Cao Dapeng carefully put away the IOU and snorted.
"Yang Zhen, if I don't get 1.2 million in a month, we'll meet in court!"
Cao Dapeng left.
Leaving behind a mess.
Lin Xiaoyin was still crying, her soft sobs turning into muffled whimpers.
Yang Zhen knew he had failed his wife, and his heart was filled with a mix of emotions.
"Xiaoyin, don't cry, I'm back, everything will get better."
He wanted to hold his wife, but she pushed him away.
Yang Zhen was lost and confused, and Lin Xiaoyin was still crying.
Until the crying gradually subsided, Lin Xiaoyin shook her head and murmured.
"It won't get better, it won't get better..."
Yang Zhen wanted to comfort her, but the words got stuck in his throat.
"Yang Zhen, let's get a divorce."
Lin Xiaoyin's voice was not loud.
But her tone was resolute.
Yang Zhen's pupils contracted, and his heart gave a violent jolt.
"Xiaoyin, I'm sorry..."
Facing his wife's request for divorce, he only felt shame, for not taking good care of their family.
Lin Xiaoyin shook her head and said.
"I can't take it anymore, Yang Zhen. To treat you, not only was our family's savings emptied, but we also owe hundreds of thousands in medical bills."
"Now, the mortgage hasn't been paid for three months, and I can't even afford Nannan's tuition..."
Nannan was their daughter.
Hearing this, Yang Zhen's heart ached, making him feel even more ashamed.
"Now you owe another 1.2 million. I really don't know how to live like this."
"Yang Zhen, I'm sorry, let's get a divorce."
Lin Xiaoyin took a deep breath, but still couldn't suppress the tears that slid down her cheeks.
Yang Zhen pursed his lips and said softly, "But I'm back, we still have hope."
"Hope?"
Lin Xiaoyin gave a bitter smile, "Yang Zhen, I see no hope!"
Thinking of their years of marriage, Lin Xiaoyin did not say the harsher words.
Yang Zhen's eyes flashed with a hint of bitterness.
How could he not know what Lin Xiaoyin hadn't said?
From a realistic perspective, he was already middle-aged, had lost his job, and was burdened with millions in debt.
Even in the eyes of his closest relatives, he was a complete failure with no hope of turning his life around.
But was Yang Zhen truly a failure?
How could the Heavenly Dao Supreme, who had roamed the immortal realms and dominated the star river, be a failure?
"One month!"
Yang Zhen gritted his teeth and uttered the three words.
"Xiaoyin, you've suffered so much during this time."
"Anyone else would have probably given up on me the moment I had the car accident."
"I understand your desire for a divorce, but I'm sorry, I can't accept it!"
Lin Xiaoyin frowned, "Yang Zhen, haven't you come to terms with reality? It's no longer up to you whether you accept it or not!"
Yang Zhen seemed not to have heard her, his gaze fixed on her.
"Xiaoyin, give me one month, and I will definitely clear the debt!"
"Trust me one more time, I will be a good husband and a good father!"
"If I can't do it, then you can divorce me, and I won't say a word!"
Lin Xiaoyin looked at Yang Zhen with an incredulous expression.
"Clear the debt in a month? Yang Zhen, are you kidding me?"
Yang Zhen tightly grabbed Lin Xiaoyin's shoulder, his eyes filled with determination.
"Xiaoyin, give me one more chance, even if it's for Nannan's sake!"
"You don't want her to grow up without a father's company, do you!"
Hearing Yang Zhen mention their daughter, Lin Xiaoyin's resolve finally wavered.
After a moment, she sighed deeply.
"Alright, I'll give you one more chance. After a month, if you haven't managed it, we'll get a divorce."
Yang Zhen's spirits lifted, but before he could be happy, Lin Xiaoyin added.
"This month, I'll stay with our daughter at my parents' place. You're on your own, take care of yourself!"
Lin Xiaoyin didn't give Yang Zhen a chance to refuse. She packed her and her daughter's belongings and left the house with her bag.
Yang Zhen was left alone in the house again.
However, Yang Zhen was not discouraged. Although he couldn't live with his wife and daughter this month.
It was only a month, and it would pass quickly.
Yang Zhen was full of confidence for the future.
He was, after all, the dignified Heavenly Dao Supreme.
A mere few million in debt was nothing to him.
Yang Zhen was ambitious and full of drive.
However, he was currently penniless.
Even to sell pills at a street stall, he needed capital.
Just then, he suddenly remembered.
When the company gave him his 'graduation certificate', there was a severance pay that had never been given to him!
If he could get this money back, wouldn't he have his capital?
He set off to collect his dues!