Awakening the Yin-Yang Divine Skill: I was ecstatic after the breakup

Song Mengmeng then came to her senses, took a deep breath, and quickly walked to Chen Yang's side. She looked at Wang Guiying, who was kneeling on the ground, with complicated eyes and said, "It's a total of 50,000. I borrowed it several times before, and each time I said I would pay it back, but I never did."

Chen Yang withdrew his gaze, his eyes sharpening once more as he stared intently at Wang Guiying kneeling on the ground. His tone was icy: "Pay back the debt immediately, plus interest, for a total of 500,000. Give it to me now."

Wang Guiying looked up abruptly, her eyes wide with disbelief, her voice trembling as she exclaimed, "Five hundred thousand?!"

Chen Yang frowned slightly and asked coldly, "What, you don't want to pay it back?"

"Or do you still think that what you just did wasn't worth half a million?"

Wang Guiying trembled at his cold gaze, shaking her head frantically and urgently, her voice humble yet desperate: "No, it's not that I don't want to pay it back, I... I really can't come up with that much money right now..."

I don't have a single spare penny right now...

Chen Yang slowly turned his head, his gaze falling on Brother Dao kneeling not far away. His tone was calm but carried a strong sense of pressure as he ordered, "You will pay this debt for her."

Upon hearing this, Brother Dao frowned instantly, a troubled expression on his face.

While 500,000 isn't an astronomical figure, it's not a small sum either, and he felt a pang of regret.

But when he met Chen Yang's icy gaze, the refusal that was on the tip of his tongue instantly died down. He quickly nodded and agreed, his tone respectful: "Yes, sir, I will repay it. I will raise the money right now."

He secretly planned: first, pay back the money for this woman to save my own life. After leaving this place, I will ask Wang Guiying for double the amount. I absolutely cannot let myself suffer a loss.

Chen Yang took out his phone, quickly opened the photo of his bank card, and showed it to Dao Ge, saying in a cold tone, "Hurry up and don't waste my time."

Dao Ge didn't dare to delay. He quickly took out his phone and started typing rapidly, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead as he worked, afraid of upsetting Chen Yang.

A moment later, he quickly looked up and said respectfully, "Master, the 500,000 has been successfully transferred. Please check it."

Chen Yang glanced down at the payment notification on his phone, and after confirming that everything was correct, nodded slightly and said calmly, "Yes, this debt is settled."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Brother Dao and his kneeling underlings again, his tone instantly turning cold: "Now, it's time to settle your scores."

Upon hearing this, Brother Dao and his gang turned deathly pale, their bodies trembling violently as fear surged through them once more.

Brother Dao hurriedly kowtowed again, leaving red marks on his forehead. His tone was extremely humble, almost tearful: "Please, sir, have mercy!"

We know we were wrong, and we will never dare to provoke you again. Please forgive us this time!

As he kowtowed, he pleaded, "From this day forward, I, Brother Dao, am willing to follow you, to be your subordinate, to serve you faithfully, to obey your every command, and to never go back on my word! Please give me a chance!"

Chen Yang glanced at him indifferently, his tone full of disdain, and said coldly, "You're not qualified to be my subordinate!"

He paused, then announced in an icy tone, "Each of you here will be compensated 200,000. There are thirteen people in total, so that's 3 million. Transfer the money immediately, no delays allowed."

As he spoke, he handed his phone to Brother Dao, his eyes sharp: "Five minutes. If you can't gather enough, you'll face the consequences. I won't give you another chance to beg for mercy."

Brother Dao was terrified, his whole body went cold, and he nodded hurriedly without the slightest hesitation. He turned to his underlings behind him and shouted sternly, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and grab the money!"

"Give us all the money you have, make it three million, or none of us will leave here alive!"

The group of henchmen were terrified. They all pulled out their phones, some calling friends to borrow money, others taking out online loans. They were all sweating profusely, fearing that they wouldn't be able to raise enough money and would be killed.

Wang Guiying, who was kneeling to the side, was so frightened by what she saw that she didn't dare to breathe. She huddled in the corner, trembling all over, her heart filled with fear and regret.

She never imagined that her impulsive act would cause such a big problem, and even implicate Brother Dao and his group.

Time passed by, and in less than five minutes, Brother Dao and his gang had scraped together three million.

After quickly verifying the transfer information, Brother Dao respectfully said to Chen Yang, "Master, the three million has been successfully transferred. Please check."

Chen Yang took out his phone, confirmed the payment information was correct, and then coldly uttered a single word: "Get lost."

Dao Ge and his group felt as if they had been granted a pardon. They struggled to their feet and, ignoring their injuries, scrambled towards the door.

Only Chen Yang, Song Mengmeng, and Wang Guiying, who was still kneeling on the ground, remained in the room.

Wang Guiying, her face filled with terror, struggled to her feet and rushed to Song Mengmeng. She grabbed Song Mengmeng's hand tightly, pleading desperately, tears welling up in her eyes: "Cousin, save me, please save me!"

"Brother Dao and his gang will definitely not let me go. They'll beat me to death once I get out. Please, please let me stay here!"

Looking at her pitiful appearance, Song Mengmeng felt a little soft-hearted, but when she thought of Wang Guiying's arrogance, malicious rumors, threats and harassment, her soft-heartedness vanished instantly.

She forcefully shook off Wang Guiying's hand, her tone cold and tinged with disgust: "Get out of here! This is all your own fault, it has nothing to do with me!"

She then called out to Chen Yang, "Yangyang, quickly help your sister-in-law!"

Wang Guiying was not giving up and wanted to go forward and pester Song Mengmeng again, reaching out to grab her hand.

Just then, Chen Yang stepped forward and shielded Song Mengmeng with his arms. His eyes were icy cold as he stared intently at Wang Guiying. His aura was so powerful that it instantly intimidated her.

Wang Guiying was so frightened that she froze on the spot, trembling all over. She dared not take another step forward and could only kneel down again, kowtowing repeatedly and begging for mercy: "Great master, spare my life! Song Mengmeng, spare my life! I will never dare to do it again! Please save me! I'm begging you!"

Before she could say anything more, Chen Yang reached out and grabbed her arm with great force.

Wang Guiying screamed in pain, but dared not struggle.

Chen Yang dragged her straight to the door, opened it, and threw her violently onto the floor of the hallway.

Wang Guiying fell heavily to the ground, wincing in pain.

She struggled to lift her head and looked downstairs, where she saw Brother Dao and his group standing not far from the stairwell entrance, staring at her with hostile expressions and venomous eyes, clearly waiting for her.

Fear instantly gripped her entire body.

She scrambled to her knees, kowtowing repeatedly to Brother Dao, begging for mercy: "Brother Dao, Brother Dao, spare me! I didn't know it would turn out like this, please forgive me..."

Brother Dao's face was grim, and he remained unmoved. His eyes flashed with a fierce intensity as he barked out the order: "Beat them! Beat them to death!"

The group of henchmen immediately stepped forward, brandishing their extendable batons, and began to beat Wang Guiying severely.

Wang Guiying's shrill screams suddenly echoed through the corridor, one after another, chilling to the bone.

Chen Yang stood at the door, watching everything expressionlessly, then closed the door, completely shutting out the screams from outside.

He turned and walked back to the living room, took out his phone, and started typing rapidly.

Song Mengmeng stood there in a daze, still not recovered from the chaos.

The phone on the table suddenly "dinged".

She stepped forward, picked up her phone, and saw on the screen that Chen Yang had transferred one million yuan to her.