The cemetery was located in a remote area to begin with. Leon was confident that there were no ghosts around, but the rumors of wolves lurking nearby remained uncertain. The woman, soaked after being pulled out from the river, was injured and unable to walk far. Given the distance and the desolation of the place, it was highly unlikely that anyone would come to her rescue. Spending a night there, with her car keys thrown into the river and her cell phone shattered, would be more agonizing than death.

Unfortunately for her, Leon was determined to punish her for her ungratefulness.

Leon walked away.

"You jerk! Don't just leave me here!" the woman tried to chase after Leon, but her efforts were in vain as he stormed off. She cursed wildly and felt incredibly dejected. She never expected that a dignified young woman like her would suffer such mistreatment at the hands of an ordinary person.

"B*stard! Once I find out who you are, I sure as hell will make you pay!" the woman, whose name was Iris Young, shouted.

As soon as she said that, Leon firmly decided to ignore her, although he felt a little reluctant earlier.

When Iris saw Leon disappear from her sight, she felt like crying, but somehow she couldn't shed a single tear. The heel of her high heel snapped, and she shivered from the cold wind, her body still wet. She looked around warily, sensing the eerie atmosphere of her surroundings. Even if there were no wolves, the cemetery still held an air of supernatural mystery.

She despised Leon with every fiber of her being, never having experienced such mistreatment in her pampered life as the eldest daughter in her family.

Meanwhile, Leon quickly regretted his actions within a minute or two of walking away. He was a good person with a good heart. Without that goodness, he wouldn't have saved old Elder Manson all those years ago or endured the torment inflicted by the Mansons. When he lashed out at Iris earlier, he was merely pouring out his resentment toward Marilyn and Helen onto the innocent Iris. As he walked, the gentle wind helped calm him down.

He thought to himself, 'She's just a girl. It would cross the line for me to do that to her. Even if there are no wolves or ghosts around, staying out here all night would give her a bad cold. If anything bad were to happen to her, my conscience would torment me for the rest of my life. Scaring her a little should be enough. I shouldn't leave her here for the entire night.'

Leon turned around and went to find her.

But as soon as he arrived at the spot where he left Iris, she was nowhere to be seen.

Leon became anxious. He searched high and low but found nothing except her high heels.

It wasn't a good sign.

Leon knew that Iris was in trouble, and he soon heard Iris's faint cry for help. He ran in the direction of the sound, his anger resurfacing. It turned out that the two thugs from before had returned, and killing Iris was no longer their only agenda. Anyone could see the lustful desire in their eyes when they saw Iris, wet and dripping.

By the time Leon found her, Iris had already been partially stripped. Without thinking, Leon rushed to kick the men, then noticed that Iris was almost completely exposed. Despite her efforts to cover herself, her glowing fairness shone through. Leon couldn't help but appreciate her stunning figure, which surpassed Marilyn's.

"Are you alright?"

Filled with guilt, Leon took off his clothes and threw them to Iris, so she could cover herself.

Iris hurriedly covered herself with the clothes, but she felt angry and helpless when she saw that her savior was Leon. Her hand instinctively wanted to slap him in the face, but as she glanced to the side, she saw something that made her shout instead.

"Be careful!" she warned, but it was already too late.

The thug in the black suit, a robustly-built man, towered over Leon. Leon, with his ordinary build, couldn't block the man's attack. With a powerful kick, the thug sent Leon flying several meters away. He then retrieved the dagger he had dropped earlier and sneered.

"Trying to get yourself killed?"

The man in the black suit stepped on Leon's chest, preparing to deliver a fatal blow.

Behind him, the other man, who had been kicked away by Leon, urged, "Marco, the Youngs are powerful. They'll track us down soon. We can't waste any more time. Deal with them and don't make a single mistake!"

Marco thought somewhat unhappily, 'That's rich, coming from you.' After all, they would have killed Iris had the other guy not given in to his lustful impulses.

But it wasn't the time to argue about who was right. Marco immediately stabbed Leon's chest with the dagger.

Blood splattered everywhere!

With his last breath, Leon gritted his teeth, fiercely grabbed Marco's thigh, and shouted at Iris.

"Run! My life's not worth much. Save yourself! Don't worry about me!"

Leon smiled bitterly at Iris before his impending death. Deep down, as angry as he was, he remained the honest Leon in his final moments.

He resolved that he wouldn't be that kind of person again in his next life.

Leon's bitter smile encompassed a myriad of emotions: sourness, desolation, and despair.

Iris sat paralyzed on the ground, her face pale. She seemed to see Leon's inner fragility and sadness through his smile, revealing a vulnerability that contrasted with his earlier strength.

Iris didn't try to escape, knowing it would be futile once Leon was gone.

Seeing Leon's death, Iris felt a profound sadness. Despite the way he had treated her earlier, she couldn't help but feel sorrow when she saw him sacrifice his life to save her.

Simultaneously, blood gushed from Leon's chest, staining the pendant hanging around his neck.

No one noticed the white glow emanating from the pendant as it entered Leon's body through the wound.

'I am an ancestor of the Wolf family, my renown pales not against that of legendary deities. Should fate befall any one of my descendants, they shall inherit what is contained within me...'

As he was about to die, a rush of information flooded Leon's mind.

Moments later, it felt like he was being drawn toward the light. His pale face turned abnormally red, and an unknown power surged through his body.

"You're next, Iris!"

The man in the black suit sneered and approached Iris with the dagger.

Iris remained frozen on the ground, her expression filled with despair and grief.

"Behind you!" the other man angrily shouted, but it was unfortunately too late.

Leon picked up the dagger from the ground, suddenly stood up, and stabbed the man in the black suit from behind.

"How...?"

The man in the black suit turned his head abruptly, his eyes wide with shock, before collapsing to the ground. He was dead before he could even think, 'How did you come back to life?'

Leon gained unlimited power after coming back to life. Although he couldn't immediately master it, it was more than enough to deal with the two thugs. The remaining person was stupefied when he saw what happened, and Leon seized the opportunity to grab him before tumbling down into the water.

Iris witnessed the entire event and wondered if they were going to die together.

A conflicted expression appeared on her face. The man might have been annoying, but he was willing to sacrifice his life to save her, even though their encounter that day had been purely by chance.

Iris's legs were already weak, and she had to crawl to reach the water's edge. Her emotions were in turmoil because she was unsure whether she wanted Leon to resurface. He had touched and seen her chaste body, not to mention the mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

Iris bit her lip and waited, but he showed no signs of resurfacing. She wondered if he had died or survived and was uncertain of his fate.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she couldn't stop them from flowing...

Moments later, she heard the sound of a car horn. The Youngs' bodyguards had already begun searching for her.

Wearing Leon's clothes, she continued to wait. Once she confirmed that Leon hadn't emerged from the water, she whispered gently to the river, "My name is Iris Young. Come and see me sometime..."

Iris turned around and left, unaware that Leon had heard everything she said from underwater.

'Iris... What a beautiful name!'

After returning home, Iris seemed to have lost her mind as she ordered the group of bodyguards to dive into the river and find Leon. However, no trace of him was found.

All they knew was that his name was Leon Wolf, famously known as the son-in-law who lived like a dog with his wife's family.

One of the bodyguards also found his ID card, which had supposedly been discovered at a recycling center.

Something felt off about the whole situation.

...

Marilyn and Helen waited outside the Civil Records Office.

Marilyn occasionally checked her watch, growing angrier with each passing minute.

They had agreed to finalize their divorce that morning, but it was almost noon, and Leon was still nowhere to be seen.

Furthermore, Leon hadn't returned home the entire night, and his cell phone was unreachable when she tried to contact him earlier. She had no idea where he had gone and no means of reaching him.

As Marilyn's impatience grew, Leon finally showed up. He was out of breath, running from some distance away.

His clothes were torn, and he looked utterly embarrassed!

After bullying Iris, Leon realized she was the daughter of an influential family. Fearful of resurfacing from the water, he decided to lurk underwater instead. When Iris assumed he had died and spoke to the river, Leon sensed the bodyguards searching the area. He swam downstream with the current but eventually fainted in the water after the events of that night.

By the time he woke up, it was already around nine in the morning.

He immediately remembered his divorce from Marilyn and rushed over, wanting to free himself from her as soon as possible.

Marilyn, however, ran up to him and raised her hand to give Leon a resounding slap.

"Where the hell did you go last night, you worthless piece of trash! I told you last night we were getting divorced this morning! It's almost noon now! You're wasting so much of my time!" Marilyn berated.

"I was busy last night..."

Leon covered his face, wishing he had the courage to slap her back. But all he could do was grit his teeth and endure the humiliation.

"What could a useless b*stard like you possibly be busy with? Did you go out and sleep with someone else because you were angry about last night?" Helen approached with a sneer on her face.

"You're overestimating him, Mom! No woman would want trash like him, unless they were blind! Even if he went looking for hookers, he doesn't have any money to pay them!" Marilyn laughed mockingly.

Leon's face turned ashen, then red. He couldn't bring himself to look up, humiliated by the mockery of the two women.

"Not that it matters anyway. Seeing you makes me sick! Let's get this divorce done and over with!" Marilyn snorted coldly before turning around and proudly walking toward the entrance of the Civil Records Office.

At that moment, Leon awkwardly spoke up, "I don't think we can do that. My ID card is missing. When you kicked me out of the house yesterday, you threw all my belongings into the trash. My ID card was included in those documents, but neither of you noticed. Now it's been sent to the garbage dump for incineration, so there's no way to find my ID."

"What?"

A stunned Marilyn turned back to stare at Leon, sneering, "You're just trying to use any excuse you can to avoid getting a divorce, right? Who are you trying to fool by saying you lost your ID card? Are you even a man?"

Helen added, "Absolutely. If you don't want a divorce, just say so! Or do you enjoy being cuckolded? Maybe you're secretly happy raising a child that's not yours?"

"I'm telling the truth. My ID card is missing. And it's your fault too! What does it have to do with me?" Leon clenched his fists tightly, his eyes turning red with anxiety.

As much as he wanted an immediate divorce from Marilyn, without his ID card, there was nothing he could do.

At that moment, two vehicles—a luxurious Porsche and a black Audi—pulled up in front of Leon.

From the Porsche, a young man around 26 or 27 years old stepped out. He wore sunglasses and expensive designer clothes.

Moments later, two bodyguards in suits and leather shoes stepped out of the Audi, following the young man with an air of dignity and arrogance.

Their arrival quickly caught the attention of passersby.

It was clear at a glance that the young man was a pampered rich kid.

"Brody, you're here..." The Marilyn family appeared happy, as if they had transformed, and greeted them obsequiously.

Brody removed his sunglasses and assumed an air of superiority as he arrogantly asked, "Didn't you say you were going to divorce your useless husband today? Why haven't you completed the divorce procedures yet?"

"Well, do I have news for you! This useless b*stard deliberately arrived late this morning and stubbornly refused to get a divorce, claiming he lost his ID card! Don't you think he's just ridiculous!" Marilyn glared fiercely at Leon.

"Who says you can't get a divorce without an ID card? I'm friends with the manager here! Come with me, and I'll ensure it's settled!" Brody wrapped his arm around Marilyn's slender waist, casting a cold gaze at Leon. A murderous look flickered in his eyes as he warned, "I'm warning you, kid. You'd better go ahead with the divorce like a good boy. If you try to play tricks to hold on to Marilyn, I'll make sure you regret it for the rest of your life!"

"Hear that, idiot? Even without an ID card, my husband can still make sure the divorce goes through! Let's see what nonsense you come up with now!" Marilyn smiled smugly at Leon, giving Brody a kiss on the cheek. The two of them flirted and entered the building.

No one doubted they made a terrible couple!

Leon clenched his fists tightly, anger burning in his eyes.

Marilyn not only cuckolded him but also openly showed affection to another man in front of him. Her ruthlessness knew no bounds!

But Leon reminded himself that freedom was within reach. He calmed himself down and followed Marilyn, Brody, and Helen into the Civil Records Office.

"I'm sorry, Miss Manson. According to the marriage law, there's a one-month cooling-off period when filing for a divorce. Besides, your husband doesn't have his ID card, so we can't process your divorce right away..."

A female staff member returned all the documents politely to Marilyn.

"Screw this! Why is there a cooling-off period before I can get a divorce?! Call your manager. I want him to proceed with it right away!"

Brody slapped the table angrily.

"Sir, I'm just following the rules..."

The female staff was unhappy but she still maintained her politeness.

"Don't give me that crap! I told you to call your manager! Are you deaf?" Brody shouted harshly.

He caused such a huge ruckus that everyone was either giving him the side-eye or peering at him with a weird expression.

It was the first time an incident like that happened there.

At that moment, the senior officials within the Civil Records Office were also alarmed, and a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body trotted over in a rush.

"It's you, Brody... Please calm down. Amber here isn't aware of who you are. She didn't mean to… please forgive me..."

The middle-aged man smiled apologetically before turning around and scolding the female staff. "Do you know who this is, Amber? He's the boss of Sullivan Enterprises. You should apologize right away!"

"Sullivan Enterprises?"

The people around were taken aback.

Sullivan Enterprises is a well-known upstart in Springfield City. Its total assets reached as high as half a billion and it had an insane amount of wealth. He was the kind of person that no one should offend.

"I'm sorry, Mister Sullivan. I was mistaken. Please forgive me..."

Amber was so frightened that she quickly got up and bowed to Brody in apology.

Brody was satisfied with this, and at the same time, he enjoyed the awe-inspiring gazes cast by the people around him.

"Mister Loewe, please expedite the divorce for my woman. And while you're at it, register our marriage too!"

"Yes, I'll do it right now."

The middle-aged man smiled and processed both the divorce between Leon and Marilyn as well as the marriage between Marilyn and Brody.

"You're amazing, darling! I love that side of you!" Marilyn snuggled in Brody's arms like a kitten and said coquettishly.

Brody's power and influence brought pride to Marilyn and Helen.

"Who is she? How did she get to know Sullivan Enterprises' eldest young master?"

"She is one lucky woman!"

...

The people around her could not help but cast envious glances at Marilyn, with some of the young women showing a rather noticeable look of jealousy.

Marilyn basked in the limelight as she giggled and smiled. She became as pretentious as could be!

Meanwhile, everyone immediately felt that Leon's position in the relationship was usurped. Everyone stared at him strangely, with some feeling pity toward him while others showed contempt.

Leon felt more and more humiliated as a result, and he wishes he could just dig a hole and burrow into it!

After getting the divorce certificate, the sour-faced Leon was about to leave when Brody stopped him.

"Leaving so soon? I won't let you off so easy!"

Brody smiled coldly.

Leon's face sank. "What are you planning on doing to me?"

"What do you think? You wasted so much of my woman's time this morning, and you were adamantly refusing to go ahead with the divorce on the pretext that you lost your ID card! Do you think I'll just let all that slide?" Brody sneered.

"I've made myself very clear, didn't I? I never refused to divorce her and my ID card is missing..."

Leon suppressed his anger.

"Don't give me that crap! Do you think I'm that easy to fool?"

Brody smiled contemptuously and turned around to order his two bodyguards, "Hit him. Teach this idiot a lesson! Show him what's in store for him if he tries to trick me!"

"Understood!"

The two bodyguards smiled grimly as raised their fists to punch Leon.

The two bodyguards frequently did combat training and Leon was immediately thrown to the ground. Leon could only curl his head into a ball with his hands and suffer the barrage of blows from the bodyguards' fists and feet.

"How miserable for him!"

"His wife was snatched away and he's being beaten up too!"

"I'd much rather die if I was as useless as he is!"

...

Everyone there began whispering among themselves while looking at Leon with even more sympathy and contempt.

They knew that it was probably just the beginning because of the influence that Sullivan Enterprises would almost surely spell doom for Leon's future!

All of a sudden, a loud screech of braking vehicles was heard.

An extended, modified version of an intimidating Rolls-Royce, followed by two black Mercedes-Benz, stopped right outside the Civil Records Office.

The door of the Rolls-Royce opened, and a beautiful, tall, and graceful 23- or 24-year-old woman stepped out of the car. There was a certain air of elegance to her character.

Behind that glamorous woman were six bodyguards.

Each of the bodyguards had a strong figure and sharp eyes. At a glance, one could immediately tell that they were all top-notch combat trainees.

"My God, it's Iris!"

"The woman who ranked first among the top four beautiful women in Springfield City! It's Iris, the Youngs' eldest daughter!"

...

A few people recognized who that beautiful woman was and could not help but exclaim out loud.

Iris was not a public figure, and not many people have seen her with their own eyes.

However, her reputation preceded her, for she was the Youngs' jewel and one of the four widely-acclaimed damsels in Springfield City.

As soon as someone in the crowd revealed Iris's identity, everyone immediately realized that this glamorous and noble beauty in front of them was the goddess that many of Springfield City's men yearned for.

"They say that Iris never had a boyfriend and has always been single. Why would she come to the Civil Records Office today?"

"Has she already gotten a boyfriend? Does she plan to get married?"

...

Everyone had a curious look on their face, and as soon as there were whispers that Iris's purpose there was probably to collect her marriage certificate, all the men present seemed to feel heartbroken.

At the same time, the jealousy in every man's heart was soaring out of control, for they all wondered who was the lucky chap that Iris the goddess took a fancy to!

Iris ignored everyone's luminous gaze, walked into the hall, and headed straight in Brody's direction.

Brody's face was flushed, and his heart was pounding with excitement.

He was the eldest young master of Sullivan Enterprises and a well-known figure in the business circle. It was only natural that he met Iris before.

He was blown out of the water the first time he saw Iris, and he subsequently enshrined her as the goddess in his dreams!

However, the Youngs were the most powerful family in Springfield City, with an influence that encompassed the military, politics, and business.

They were therefore much stronger than Sullivan Enterprises and were eons ahead of the latter.

Even though Brody's heart yearned for Iris, he did not dare to pursue her.

After all, he was not qualified to do so!

To his surprise, however, Iris took the initiative to walk over to him, which excited him so much that he completely lost his cool!