Cao Dapeng was filled with terror, almost not recognizing the person in front of him.

This was not the Yang Zhen he remembered.

Moreover, he realized that Yang Zhen's words were not a threat.

Because the strength in Yang Zhen's hand was increasing.

Cao Dapeng's neck was getting more and more painful, his face was flushed, and even breathing became difficult.

His feet kept thrashing, wanting to beg for mercy, but he couldn't make a sound.

Looking at Yang Zhen, his eyes were indifferent as water.

It was as if what he was doing at this moment was as ordinary as eating and sleeping.

Cao Dapeng's eyes bulged outward, and he was about to die.

At this moment, Lin Xiaoyin's voice suddenly came from behind Yang Zhen.

"Yang Zhen, what are you doing? Stop it! Do you really want to kill him?!"

Only then did Yang Zhen suddenly come back to his senses.

This is Earth, and murder is against the law.

He let go of his hand, and with a thud, Cao Dapeng collapsed to the ground, gulping for fresh air.

Just then, there was a tearing sound.

Yang Zhen shook his arm, tore off his sleeve, and threw it in front of Cao Dapeng.

"Cao Dapeng, from today on, Yang Zhen and you sever our friendship! From now on, our kindness and righteousness are severed, and we owe each other nothing!"

Cao Dapeng gasped for breath, his emotions slowly calming down.

His fear of Yang Zhen gradually subsided.

He snorted coldly, glaring at Yang Zhen.

"Yang Zhen, it's easy for you to say, you want to owe me nothing, but what makes you think you can?"

Yang Zhen frowned, but before he could speak,

Cao Dapeng had already begun to settle accounts.

"You had a car accident and wrecked my car, worth two hundred thousand!"

"The accident was caused by you. The injured person is still in the hospital, and I have been paying for the medical expenses, which have added up to no less than a million!"

"If you don't settle this 1.2 million with me, what makes you think you can owe me nothing?"

Cao Dapeng was full of confidence, and his questioning was sonorous.

Lin Xiaoyin covered her face and sobbed, not knowing what to do.

But Yang Zhen was calm and composed, as steady as Mount Tai.

"One million two hundred thousand, within a month, I, Yang Zhen, will return it in full. If you don't believe me, we can draw up an agreement today!"

Cao Dapeng was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Yang Zhen to dare acknowledge this debt.

He sneered, "Okay, then let's draw up an agreement!"

Yang Zhen found a pen and paper and quickly wrote an agreement, and the two signed and stamped it.

Cao Dapeng carefully put away the agreement and snorted coldly.

"Yang Zhen, if I don't get 1.2 million in a month, I'll see you in court!"

Cao Dapeng left.

Leaving only a mess behind.

Lin Xiaoyin was still crying, from soft sobs to muffled wails.

Yang Zhen knew he was sorry for his wife, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings.

"Xiaoyin, don't cry, I'm awake, everything will be fine."

He wanted to hug his wife, but she pushed him away.

Yang Zhen was at a loss, and Lin Xiaoyin was still crying.

Until the crying gradually subsided, Lin Xiaoyin shook her head and muttered to herself.

"It won't get better, it won't get better..."

Yang Zhen wanted to comfort her, but the words stuck in his throat, unable to come out.

"Yang Zhen, let's get a divorce."

Lin Xiaoyin's voice was not loud.

But her tone was resolute.

Yang Zhen's pupils shrank, and his heart jolted.

"Xiaoyin, I'm sorry..."

Faced with his wife's request for a divorce, he only felt ashamed, that he had not taken good care of this family.

Lin Xiaoyin shook her head and said.

"I can't take it anymore, Yang Zhen. In order to treat your illness, not only has our family's savings been emptied, but we also owe hundreds of thousands in medical expenses."

"Now the mortgage hasn't been paid for three months, and I can't even afford Nannan's tuition..."

Nannan is their daughter.

Hearing this, Yang Zhen's heart ached, and he felt 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 stop the tears from sliding down the corners of her eyes.

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 don't see any hope!"

Thinking of their many years of marriage, Lin Xiaoyin didn't say anything harsher.

A trace of pain flashed in Yang Zhen's eyes.

What Lin Xiaoyin didn't say, how could he not know?

From a realistic point of view, he was already middle-aged, but he lost his job and was burdened with millions of debts.

Even in the eyes of his closest relatives, he was an utter waste, with no hope of turning his life around.

But is Yang Zhen really a waste?

How could the Heavenly Dao Supreme (Tiandao Zhizun) who galloped across the Immortal Realm (Xianyu) and dominated the Star River be a waste?

"One month!"

Yang Zhen gritted his teeth and spat out these three words.

"Xiaoyin, you've suffered these days."

"If it were anyone else, they probably would have abandoned me the moment I had the car accident."

"I can understand your desire for a divorce, but I'm sorry, I can't accept it!"

Lin Xiaoyin frowned, "Yang Zhen, haven't you realized the reality? It's not up to you to accept or not!"

Yang Zhen seemed to not hear her words at all, looking at her with burning eyes.

"Xiaoyin, give me a month, give me a month, and I will definitely pay off the debt!"

"Believe me one more time, I will be a good husband, a good father!"

"If I can't do it, then you can divorce me, and I won't say another word!"

Lin Xiaoyin looked at Yang Zhen with an incredulous look.

"Pay off the debt in a month? Yang Zhen, are you kidding me?"

Yang Zhen grabbed Lin Xiaoyin's shoulders tightly, his eyes filled with determination.

"Xiaoyin, give me another chance, even for Nannan's sake!"

"You don't want her to grow up without her father's presence, do you!"

Hearing Yang Zhen mention their daughter, Lin Xiaoyin's heart finally softened.

After a moment, she sighed a long breath.

"Okay, I'll give you one more chance. If you can't do it after a month, let's get a divorce."

Yang Zhen's spirits lifted, but before he could be happy, Lin Xiaoyin added another sentence.

"This month, I will live with my parents with our daughter. You, on your own, take care!"

Lin Xiaoyin didn't give Yang Zhen a chance to refuse, packed up her and her daughter's belongings, and left home with her bag.

Yang Zhen was left alone at home again.

But Yang Zhen was not discouraged at all. Although he couldn't live with his wife and daughter for this month.

But it's only a month, it will pass quickly.

Yang Zhen was full of confidence about the future.

He is the dignified Heavenly Dao Supreme (Tiandao Zhizun).

A mere few million debts are not worth mentioning at all.

Yang Zhen was full of ambition and energy.

It's just that he can't even scrape together a penny on his body right now.

Even if he wanted to set up a stall to sell Dali Wan (strength pills), he would need some capital.

At this moment, he suddenly thought.

When the company issued him a 'graduation certificate' at the time, there was a severance compensation that he never received!

If he got this money back, wouldn't he have the capital?

Let's go, go get the money!