Click-click-click!
The Sealing Barrier was unlocked, and the Mystic Iron Gate was slowly pushed open from the outside.
Faint golden light penetrated the door, shining upon the prisoner.
Zhao Sheng's pupils slightly contracted, reflecting the silhouette of a short, plump figure.
The prisoner appeared to be a kindly old man, with the appearance of a youth in the body of an elder and a gentle disposition, yet he exuded an aura of holiness.
"Hehe, quite the fanfare for an old man who is now nothing but a cripple, isn't it necessary for such a commotion?"
Surprisingly, this man was not gagged with a wood core, nor were there any visible restrictions on him, only two delicate golden chains shackled his wrists and ankles.
While walking, the chains dragged on the ground, making a clinking sound of friction.
Zhao Sheng instinctively stepped back half a step, hiding slightly behind Bing Yi.
