“Let's get divorced. I don't want people calling me the wife of a good-for-nothing anymore.”
Chen Meijia flung the divorce papers at Lin Chen, her voice icy.
For three years as a live-in son-in-law, Lin Chen scrubbed floors, cooked, endured insults, and even knelt. He lived like a dog.
His mother-in-law berated him every day, his brother-in-law slapped him in public, and even the children of his relatives dared to spit at him.
He endured it all.
No one knew that this pathetic son-in-law once bore a codename that terrified the world's underworld: Yama.
Even fewer knew that the blood of the Lin family, the foremost of China's four great clans, flowed through his veins.
Ten years ago, the Lin family was wiped out overnight. He was the sole survivor.
The moment he signed the divorce papers, Lin Chen knew that his days of swallowing humiliation were finally over.
The next day, the Zhao family's stock crashed, evidence of their smuggling operation was delivered straight to the disciplinary authorities, and their Grandmaster of Internal Power was left gravely injured.
The whole city was shaken. Everyone wanted to know who was pulling the strings.
Then a Rolls-Royce stopped outside the Chen family's rundown apartment building. Lei Zhen opened the car door with a bow. “Yama, it's time to come home.”
His former mother-in-law rushed over and clung to his leg. “Son-in-law, we were blind before...”
Lin Chen didn't even look back.
The real battlefield was in the capital, and his true enemies still sat high above him.
And behind him was someone willing to face death by his side:
Doctor Shen Qingxue. “You saved me ten years ago. This time, let me stay by your side.”
