When Chen Fan's hand touched the shackles, he felt an unnatural sensation.
"This thing seems to suppress spiritual power?"
Chen Fan's eyes revealed a hint of surprise.
"These are items made by the Dragon-man Race using special metals, specifically to deal with our Human Race Awakeners."
Tang Xin saw the confusion in Chen Fan's eyes and smiled bitterly, "We've been bound by these things and cannot mobilize our spiritual power. They also fed us some kind of drug that made us lose our strength."
"I see."
Chen Fan nodded, looking at the shackle. There was a lock in the middle that needed a key to open.
Fortunately, this wasn't a problem for him.
He reached out his hand directly and effortlessly broke the shackles open.
In no time, the shackles on the women were all broken off.
"Thank you."
There were tears in the women's eyes.
If not for this man, they would have surely died here today.
"It was no trouble at all."
Chen Fan waved his hand dismissively.
